#angel

In Los Angeles, as I gained and lost celebrity, then gained it again, I often found myself wondering why I, out of thousands like me, had become famous. ↗

— Patrick Dempsey

#angeles #become #celebrity #famous #found

I saw a story in the Los Angeles Times that 40 percent of the viewers are men. It didn't really surprise me. ↗

— James Denton

#i #los #los angeles #me #men

Through the wind and the rain She stands hard as a stone In a world that she can't rise above But her dreams give her wings And she flies to a place where she's loved Concrete angel ↗

— Martina McBride

#dreams

But I'm a bad priest, you see. I know--from experience--how much beauty Satan carried down with him when he fell. Nobody ever said the fallen angels were the ugly ones. Oh, no, they were just as quick and light and . . . ↗

— Graham Greene

#beauty #male-beauty #sin #beauty

Gently, I ran my hand across his chest, exploring it. My breath felt tight in my throat. He was so beautiful. His muscles were toned, defined, his skin warm and smooth. Stroking my palm up over the line of his collarbone, I felt the firmness of his shoulder, the strength of his bicep. I traced my fingers over the black AK, following the lines of the letters. Alex hardly moved as I touched him, his eyes never leaving me. Finally I sighed and dropped my hand. I tried to smile. "I've sort of been wanting to do that ever since that first night in the motel room," I admitted. ↗

— L.A. Weatherly

#beauty

I'm actually an evangelical atheist, but there is something I recognise about religion: that it gives people a chance to surrender. ↗

— Brian Eno

#actually #atheist #chance #evangelical #gives

I assure you; while I look like a ghost, I'm no spirit or demon. I'm nothing but a girl struggling to make her way in an intolerant world. I bleed, I love, and someday, I'll die. ↗

— Leanna Renee Hieber

#life-and-death #miss-percy-parker #outsider #strangely-beautiful #beauty

I thought back to Meg’s advice about Hemingway sentences—simple declarative statements that showed the truth and distilled the meaning. My first attempt at that had been cynical and messed up. I gave it a go again. Find one lost sheep. The angels rejoice. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#college #cynicism #dating #faith #glass-girl

Angelina is my daughter and I am always wishing her the best. ↗

— Jon Voight

#am #angelina #best #daughter #her

The earth has grown old with its burden of care, but at Christmas it always is young, the heart of the jewel burns lustrous and fair, and its soul full of music breaks the air, when the song of angels is sung. ↗

— Phillips Brooks

#air #always #angels #breaks #burden