#beau

If you took the world away and just left the elctricity, it would look like the most exquisite filigree ever made - a ball of twinkling silver lines with the occasional coruscating spike of a satellite beam. Even the dark areas would glow with radar and commercial radio waves. It could be the nervous system of a great beast. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#creative #beauty

That— we seemed to have decided without saying a word— might go a long way toward spoiling something that was special, and beautiful, by virtue of its strangeness and delicacy. ↗

— Stephen King

#inexplicable #strange #beauty

If we could only see internal beauty, what would people look like? Who would the supermodels be? ↗

— Katie Kacvinsky

#beauty

There are more nasty things in pretty packages in the world than most people would believe. ↗

— Mercedes Lackey

#ugliness #beauty

I'm far from perfect- maybe beautifully flawed- but I don't lie ↗

— Jayde Scott

#flaw #lie #beauty

There's no time to be modest. Reason will not work here. Without warning, I kiss Kartik. His lips, pressed firmly against mine, are a surprise. They are warm, light as breath, firm as the give of a peach against my mouth. A scent like scorched cinnamon hangs in the air, but I'm not falling into any vision. It's his smell in me. A smell that makes my stomach drop through my feet. A smell that pushes all thought out of my head and replaces it with an overpowering hunger for more. ↗

— Libba Bray

#kissing #beauty

Beauty is often spoken of as though it only stirs lust or admiration, but the most beautiful people are so in a way that makes them look like destiny or fate or meaning, the heroes of a remarkable story. ↗

— Rebecca Solnit

#beauty

Her face was a grimace of surprised pain as she slid unconscious down the back of the tub and under the water. I held her under for several minutes after the blow, watching as the water went pink, then red, and finally crimson with blood. ↗

— Jared S. Anderson

#blood #horror #murder #beauty

What a beautiful chocolate man! ↗

— Shawn Wayans

#beauty

At this the Wart's eyes grew rounder and rounder, until they were about as big as the owl's who was sitting on his shoulder, and his face got redder and redder, and a breath seemed to gather itself beneath his heart. ↗

— T. H. White

#descriptive #beauty