#beautiful

We stand dead still and we listen to the night. The city drones. An owl hoots and a cat howls and a dog barks and a siren wails. We let the stars shine into us. ↗

— David Almond

#beauty

Ariya was tall and fine-boned, with large doe-eyes framed by long lashes. She moved about the one-story house with a self-possessed grace in her purple dress. We thought she would make a good model. She could sell anything but perfume, because she always had a smell: parsley, cilantro, chicken, goat, sour sop, shop cheese. ↗

— Jenelle Jack Pierre

#beautiful-people #beauty

She laughed. I closed my eyes. It sounded damn mournful, that laugh of hers echoing off the square. ↗

— Esi Edugyan

#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

[T]welve year old Libby O'Shea coasted on a homemade swing, toes touching a blinding-blue heaven dolloped with clouds. ↗

— Julie Lessman

#descriptive-prose #beauty

Death is a force, not a man in a horse ↗

— Dry the River

#music #beauty

Happiness supports enthusiasm and empowers creativity and initiative. Happiness makes you a better person in your private, family, and work spheres. Happiness keeps you healthy and lets you stick to your plans. Cultivate happiness as the most precious flower in your Garden. - From HAPPY DIVORCE, by Rossana Condoleo gardenRossana Condoleo ↗

— Rossana Condoleo

#coach #happiness #inspirational #life-coach #life-coaching

I haven’t seen angels, but I am sure they are not as beautiful as you are. ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#beautiful #beauty

You’re beautiful, just the way you are. Shine on. And dare anyone to turn off the lights. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#beauty #confidence #inner-beauty #keep-shining #loving-yourself

And John Kearns whispered into my ear: "Do you see it now? *You* are the nest. *You* are the hatchling. *You* are the chrysalis. *You* are the progeny. *You* are the rot that falls from the stars. All of us--you and I and poor, dear Pellinore. Behold the face of the magnificum, child. And despair." Though I was sickened by the sight, I looked. In the bower of the beast at the top of the world, I beheld the face of the magnificum, and I did not turn away. ↗

— Rick Yancey

#john-kearns #magnificum #pellinore-warthrop #spoiler #the-beast