#beautiful

A woman who cannot be ugly is not beautiful. ↗

— Karl Kraus

#cannot #ugly #who #woman

I wondered if my smile was as big as hers. Maybe as big. But not as beautiful. ↗

— Benjamin Alire Sáenz

#mothers #mums #smile #smiles #beauty

I wish I believed him. He's looking at me like he can see where I begin. ↗

— Amy McNamara

#grief #heartbreak #inspirational #love #beauty

Knowing you don't have much time left changes things. You get kind of philosophical. And you figure things out-more like, they figure themselves out-and everything gets real clear. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#inspirational #life #philosophical #time #beauty

But remember that the pain of parting from friends will be felt by every body at times, whatever be their education or state. ↗

— Jane Austen

#beauty

The river was so blue it seemed to be breathing. ↗

— Brian Morton

#descriptive #nature #beauty

While gazing at myself from yourself, I was beautiful. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#beauty #dejan-stojanovic #gazing #literature #literature-quotes

..bear in mind that, in general, it is the object of our newspapers rather to create a sensation-to make a point-than to further the cause of truth." Dupin in "The Mystery of Marie Roget ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#the-beautiful-cigar-girl #beauty

She didn't want to go far, just out of the trees so she could see the stars. They always eased her loneliness. She thought of them as beautiful creatures, burning and cold; each solitary, and bleak, and silent like her. ↗

— Kristin Cashore

#loneliness #silence #solitary #stars #beauty

Sometimes I have the feeling that we're in one room with two opposite doors and each of us holds the handle of one door, one of us flicks an eyelash and the other is already behind his door, and now the first one has but to utter a word ad immediately the second one has closed his door behind him and can no longer be seen. He's sure to open the door again for it's a room which perhaps one cannot leave. If only the first one were not precisely like the second, if he were calm, if he would only pretend not to look at the other, if he slowly set the room in order as though it were a room like any other; but instead he does exactly the same as the other at his door, sometimes even both are behind the doors and the the beautiful room is empty." Franz Kafka (in a letter to Milena Jesenska) ↗

— Edmund White

#beauty