#ark

My inner goddess confirms that staring at a beautiful/rich/powerful face is the basis of True Love. ↗

— Jess C. Scott

#drama #fifty-shades #fifty-shades-of-grey #inner-goddess #love

You're a quiet, beautiful woman in a loud, ugly place. An orchid among weeds. You define obvious. ↗

— Lynn Viehl

#pnr #beauty

You can put the girl in a relationship...," I began, putting my arm around her. "But you can't take the boy-crazy out of the girl," Cassie finished. ↗

— Jocelyn Davies

#a-fractured-light #boy-crazy #cassie #friends #girls

Write, write, write! Get your you-know-what in the chair and write more books: write the books of your heart and don’t let stress steal your joy. ↗

— Sarra Cannon

#writers #writers-on-writing #beauty

Nobody the dead man & Nobody the living Nobody is giving in and Nobody is giving Nobody hears me but Nobody cares Nobody fears me but Nobody just stares Nobody belongs to me and Nobody remains No Nobody knows Nothing All that remains are remains ↗

— Kami Garcia

#beauty

One may lack words to express the impact of beauty but no one who has felt it remains untouched. It is renewal, enlargement, intensification. The parks preserve it permanently in the inheritance of the American citizens. ↗

— Bernard DeVoto

#beauty #nature #parks #beauty

Kane wondered if any man in her life had really noticed how beautiful she was. ↗

— Dannika Dark

#beautiful #closer #dannika-dark #love #mageri

Montag shook his head. He looked at a blank wall. The girl's face was there, really quite beautiful in memory: astonishing, in fact. She had a very thin face like the dial of a small clock seen faintly in a dark room in the middle of a night when you waken to see the time and see the clock telling you the hour and the minute and the second, with a white silence and a glowing, all certainty and knowing what it had to tell of the night passing swiftly on toward further darknesses, but moving also toward a new sun. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#darkness #montag #sun #beauty

Aunque moverse duela como una enfermedad. La mirada se detiene en los rostros que murmuran y no puedes oír lo que están diciendo porque en tu cabeza, el estruendo de los gritos es demasiado fuerte. Aun así, deja que te tiren del brazo y que te suban al coche, y sigues. Porque puedes cuando alguien te dice que puedes. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#beauty

Porque la vida sigue. Los pájaros hacen su tarea y las abejas la suya. Las semillas se dispersan y todo vuelve a crecer ↗

— Kami Garcia

#beauty