#beautiful

Ethan Wate: What I can't figure is, you go to church everyday, how do you believe in all of this and still believe in God? Amma: God created all things didn't he? Only man will decide which ones is mistakes. - Beautiful Creatures ↗

— Kami Garcia

#beauty

There were no stars, or if they were they shone like volcanic glass. ↗

— J.V. Jones

#beauty

The sun hitched up her trousers and soldiered on up into the sky. September squinted at it and wondered if the sun here was different than the sun in Nebraska. It seemed gentler, more golden, deeper. The shadows it cast seemed more profound. But September could not be sure. When one is traveling, everything looks brighter and lovelier. That does not mean that it is brighter and lovelier; it just means that sweet, kindly home suffers in comparison to tarted-up foreign places with all their jewels on. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#fairytales #fantasy #beauty

The blue, mosquitoey night pushes in from the hotel windows. ↗

— Jennifer Egan

#beauty

a single-file army of ants biting a mammoth tree into uniform grains and hauling it down to the dark for their ravenous queen. and, in reply, a choir of seedlings arching their necks out of rotted tree stumps, sucking life out of death. this forest eats itself and lives forever. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#forest #nature #beauty

a blossom past its perfection, shedding petals like a sad metaphor ↗

— Matthew Hughes

#beauty

That was a mean thought, and not funny at all. I let it turn to sand and blow out of my head. ↗

— Christopher Buehlman

#beauty

At a time when she was engaged to Stilton Cheesewright, I remember recording in the archives that she was tall and willowy with a terrific profile and luxuriant platinum blond-hair, the sort of girl who might, as far as looks were concerned, have been the star unit of the harem of one of the better-class sultans. ↗

— P.G. Wodehouse

#harem #looks #woman #beauty

The moon hung heavy over the lake like an overripe orange, trickling its golden stream of light across inky depths. ↗

— Julie Lessman

#descriptive-prose #beauty

Be patient, darling, and try to trust both your heavenly and your earthly father. You know that no trial can come to you without your heavenly Father's will, and that He means this for your good. Look to Him and he will help you to bear it, and send relief in His own good time and way. ↗

— Martha Finley

#beauty