#beauty

I didn't have any confidence in my beauty when I was young. I felt like a character actress, and I still do. ↗

— Meryl Streep

#any #beauty #character #character actress #confidence

The movie I was working on, "Cleopatra", it's about how destructive a force love can be. But maybe that's what every story is about. ↗

— Jess Walter

#beauty

Fate was a reality, but it wasn’t a beautiful or angelic thing. It was a heart-wrenching nightmare. And we’d fallen blindly into it. We had no escape. It was happening, and it was up to me to guarantee our survival of it. (Eric) ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#beautiful #choice #destiny #fate #fiction

The sheath that held her soul had assumed significance - that was all. She was a sun, radiant, growing, gathering light and storing it - then after an eternity pouring it forth in a glance, the fragment of a sentence, to that part of him that cherished all beauty and all illusion. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#gloria-gilbert #lovers #people #radiance #sun

It is not the beauty of a building you should look at; its the construction of the foundation that will stand the test of time. ↗

— David Allan Coe

#beauty #building #construction #foundation #look

There is in true beauty, as in courage, something which narrow souls cannot dare to admire. ↗

— William Congreve

#beauty #cannot #courage #dare #narrow

I have lost my spark, I'm told, and should seek to rekindle it.  Respecting the messenger, I wonder if this is true.  I feel as if my spark endures, but having opened up to the world so bright, perhaps it no longer shines by comparison.  So, without a word, I slip back into seclusion to nurture my beautiful inner glow. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#inner-glow #richelle #richelle-goodrich #spark #beauty

And she was not beautiful asleep. Her expression slack and not angelic. The very ordinariness of it so beautiful he felt a yearning to be something more than he was or could be. And as good a player as he was, he knew as he turned on the reel to reel and hugged the Fender once again that nothing he composed would ever be as beautiful as her ordinary sleep. Watching her he played the music of her sleeping. And by surrendering made something beautiful. ↗

— Steven R. Boyett

#love #music #sleep #beauty

I didn’t want the person standing there, beside the bed, to have the same face I’d found so attractive at the airport. But you were there all right: the blue eyes, blondish hair, and tiny scar. Only you didn’t look beautiful this time. Just evil. ↗

— Lucy Christopher

#dark #poetic-fiction #beauty

For the first time in my life I was admitting defeat. ↗

— Christina Lauren

#ouch #sweet #beauty