#beauty

He took my hand in his. I gasped when our skin touched and looked into his eyes in a kind of shocked wonder, my eyes wide. His hand was smooth and warm, a few degrees warmer than it should be, and that heat sank into me, but it was not his heat that made me gasp. It felt like a storm resided within his skin and the moment our hands met, the storm and heat went raging through my veins, leaving my skin tingling and my heart fluttering while also making my blush deeper. It was like heat lightning, flashes of brilliance without sound that told of an impending storm. It awakened something within me, something I did not know existed, and took my breath away. I had never felt anything like it before. ↗

— Jasmine Dubroff

#beauty-in-itself-part-one #love #mera #soul-mates #the-omega-series

When you see your own bright beauty springing up anew at your feet, think now and then that there is a man who would give his life, to keep a life you love beside you. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#beauty

Thank goodness women aren’t as superficial as men. Where would a guy like me be if all women cared about were looks? The plastic surgeon’s office, that’s where. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#male-beauty #men #plastic-surgeon #plastic-surgery #ugly

That's the beautiful thing about innocence; even monsters have a pocketful of childhood memories with which to seek comfort with. ↗

— Dave Matthes

#book #childhood #comfort #death #drums

So to the wretched writer I should like to say that there’s one body only whose request for your caresses is not vulgar, is not unchaste, untoward, or impolite: the body of your work itself; for you must remember that your attentions will not merely celebrate a beauty but create one; that yours is love that brings it own birth with it, just as Plato has declared, and that you should therefore give up the blue things of this world in favor of the words which say them ↗

— William H. Gass

#writing #beauty

I wondered where he was now whether I would ever hear him again. Whether someone would love him, someday show him what beauty mean't. ↗

— Janet Fitch

#beauty

Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground ↗

— Diana Abu-Jaber

#love #beauty

For me, life offers so many complexly appealing moments that two beautiful objects may be equally beautiful for different reasons and at different times. How can one choose? ↗

— Diane Ackerman

#senses #beauty

David Attenborough has said that Bali is the most beautiful place in the world, but he must have been there longer than we were, and seen different bits, because most of what we saw in the couple of days we were there sorting out our travel arrangements was awful. It was just the tourist area, i.e., that part of Bali which has been made almost exactly the same as everywhere else in the world for the sake of people who have come all this way to see Bali. ↗

— Douglas Adams

#tourism #tourists #travel #beauty

Why is wisdom so fair? Why is beauty so wise? Because all else is temporary, while beauty and wisdom are the only real and constant aspects of truth that can be perceived by human means. And I don't mean the kind of surface beauty that fades with age, or the sort of shallow wisdom that gets lost in platitudes. True beauty grips your gut and squeezes your lungs, and makes you see with utmost clarity exactly what is before you. True wisdom then steps in, to interpret, illuminate, and form a life-altering insight. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#beauty #constant #constants #eternal #eternity