#beau

The tyrant is asleep to beauty and awake to ugliness. ↗

— Joshua Emmet

#wisdom #beauty

All his elaborated arguments and beautiful sentences turned, under the influence of alcohol, into dust and slipped between his nicotine-stained fingers. ↗

— Ole Gunnar Håland

#dust #writing #beauty

all that's best of dark and bright/ meet in her aspect and her eyes ↗

— George Gordon Byron

#beauty

Dana had four beautiful eyes. She wore glasses. But her eyes were so beautiful that the glasses only made her prettier. With two eyes she was pretty. With four eyes she was beautiful. With six eyes she would have been even more beautiful. And if she had a hundred eyes, all over her face and her arms and her feet, why, she would have been the most beautiful creature in the world. ↗

— Louis Sachar

#beauty

If everyone isn't beautiful, then no one is. ↗

— Andy Warhol

#beauty

Chancellor Gerhard Schröder has several times made statements to the effect that we Europeans should not cultivate a superficial anti-Americanism. But mine isn't superficial at all. Personally I have nothing against the US itself - it's a beautiful country - it's the people who live there that are the problem. I guess you could say it's the same thing with Bavaria. ↗

— Volker Pispers

#anti-americanism #cabaret #germany #humor #politics

The woman's face was grimly drawn, an ugly expression on an indescribably beautiful face. “This is the Shadowdun. You know who I am, but I wish to know you more. What is your name?” Her voice was rich; it sounded sweet and smooth in Athena's ears, like soft honey. She hated every last word. ↗

— Kendra Sunderson

#evil #honey #shadowdun #beauty

Inside Jade Hall is a curtain of pearls behind it lives a graceful girl her beauty transcends the immortals her skin is like that of a peach spring mists rise in the east autumn winds stir in the west thirty years from now she’ll look like chewed sugarcane ↗

— Cold Mountain

#beauty

She was talking to a tree. Just talking to a tree. Totally normal. People probably did it every day here. They're only trees. She fought an insane urge to laugh. ↗

— Ruth Frances Long

#jack-o-the-forest #jenny #realm #talking #trees

Every game has its Jacks,' she said, the sadness of it pulling down the elation of sudden understanding. 'The thing that acts as a wild card. It can't be counted on or predicted. A weapon, even. But he's in other places, too, isn't he? And do you know what else a Jack is, Puck?...I do. ↗

— Ruth Frances Long

#jenny #puck #riddles #tricks #wren