I’ve seen many of my contemporaries become superstars, and the way fame and fortune starts to really affect the way they treat other people, and I think it’s ugly.

Beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes clean to the bone.

Look!You want to see? See! Feast your eyes, glut your soul on my cursed ugliness! Look at Erik’s face! Now you know the face of the voice! You were not content to hear me, eh?...

people says loneliness is ugly.i feel it is most productive as much as our career build . to cultivate the other world inside – some way it shows the lessons.

A bore or an uggo might manage not to get up anyone’s nose, but if a girl’s got brains and looks and personality, she’s going to piss someone off, somewhere along the way.

You must really love this guy, huh? I mean, to be crying as ugly as you are?

You may be ugly, son, but that doesn’t mean you can’t be rich. In fact, it kind of means you have to be rich. At least if you don’t want to be asexual and alone...

It would have been difficult to have an ugly daughter.

Nancy Astor: “Winston, you are a drunk!”Winston Churchill: “And you, madam, are ugly. But I shall be sober in the morning.”(Reported exchange will Winston Churchill.

when I drive the freeways I see the soul of humanity ofmy city and it’s ugly, ugly, ugly: the living have choked theheartaway.

Our smiles no matter how ugly the face is, out-shines the most beautiful of all faces

Joe Frazier is so ugly that when he cries, the tears turn around and go down the back of his head.

Indira was surrounded by people who had given up hope, who blamed their own misery on the influence of Christianity and western cultures, and yet, literally in the midst of squalor, her family had created...

Kwa mwanamke wa kuoa natafuta hasanati. Akiwa mbaya atakuwa mzuri. Akiwa maskini atakuwa tajiri. Akiwa gumbaru atakuwa msomi. Akiwa mshamba atakuwa mjanja. Akiwa mjinga atapata maarifa. Nitampenda zaidi kwa mazuri kuliko mabaya.

I frequently observe that one pretty face would be followed by five and thirty frights.

Kids threw rocks at me, told me I was ugly and left death threats in my locker.

If it looks like a duck and sounds like a duck, it could be a really ugly swan.

The beauty on the inside, will determine the ugly on the outside.

For being so ugly, I think God should reward me handsomely. He should give me the tender hands of a lover—and not those of a self-lover.

It is the reflection of my face. Often in these lost days I study it: I can understand nothing of this face. The faces of others have some sense, some direction. Not mine. I cannot...

They’re brainless girls, otherwise they wouldn’t be seen dead here. They’re pretty, with ugly, appealing smiles and conversations we can’t hear. They breathe smoke and blow it out, and words drop from their mouths and...