#beauty

A rose can never be a sunflower, and a sunflower can never be a rose.All flowers are beautiful in their own way, and that’s like women too. I want to encourage women to embrace their own uniqueness. ↗

— Miranda Kerr

#inspirational #beauty

Doors open because you're beautiful, but I wouldn't cultivate beauty to the exclusion of brains. ↗

— Tia Carrere

#beauty #because #brains #cultivate #doors

Art ought never to be considered except in its relations with its ideal beauty. ↗

— Alfred de Vigny

#beauty #considered #except #ideal #never

I really admire a woman for her intelligence, her personality. Beauty is not enough. ↗

— Roberto Cavalli

#beauty #enough #her #i #intelligence

You don't have to save the world, but you can be in the world-that's where the beauty comes from. ↗

— Daphne Zuniga

#comes #save #save the world #where #world

Today at school I will learn to read at once; then tomorrow I will begin to write, and the day after tomorrow to cipher. Then with my acquirements I will earn a great deal of money, and with the first money I have in my pocket I will immediately buy for my papa a beautiful new cloth coat. But what am I saying? Cloth, indeed! It shall be all made of gold and silver, and it shall have diamond buttons. That poor man really deserves it; for to buy me books and to have me taught he has remained in his shirt sleeves... And in this cold! It is only fathers who are capable of such sacrifices!... ↗

— Carlo Collodi

#father-and-son #fidelity #learning #love #pinocchio

The world's biggest power is the youth and beauty of a woman. ↗

— Chanakya

#biggest #power #woman #world #youth

A whopping 89 percent of buyers start their home search online. How your house looks online is the modern equivalent of 'curb appeal.' Rent a wide-angle lens and good lighting, get rid of your clutter and post at least eight great photos to win the beauty contest. ↗

— Barbara Corcoran

#beauty #buyers #clutter #contest #curb

Look," Peter said. To the north was a series of vast grassy plains, and there, just looking like specks at first, was a herd of horses, a species that in Neverland had never been tamed. They were beautiful, flashes of brown and black and tan, their coats gleaming. There was no reason for them to be running that Tiger Lily could see. It was likely that they just loved to run. "That's what I want my life to be," Peter said, staring down at the horses. Tiger Lily sank against him and watched the herd, and thought that was what she wanted too. ↗

— Jodi Lynn Anderson

#horses #life #love #peter-pan #tiger-lily

He glances down at me, and a bolt of blue lightning skitters from his jaw to his temple before disappearing into his dark hair. Another bolt zigzags across the hand he rests on his sword’s hilt. They’re chaos lusters, visual reminders that the fae don’t belong in this world, and they’re beautiful, mesmerizing. With his quiet, strong confidence, he’s mesmerizing. ↗

— Sandy Williams

#mckenzie #beauty