#beauty

It used to happen in villages and towns in China that they would have - I guess you'd call them beauty contests - where all of the women of a particular village or town would be seated behind these screens or curtains with only their feet showing. ↗

— Lisa See

#behind #call #china #contests #curtains

I have always said that whomever has limited preferences cannot be a critic, for the same reason some guy who only likes blondes cant be a jury in a beauty contest, for his idea of beauty is predefined and not based on dynamic reality. Thus, what people call 'preferences' are in fact exactly what makes them blind. For this reason being a writer also means you essentially cannot have the same markup as ordinary people, because getting rid of the precomposed is a too essential part of the whole dynamics of writing. ↗

— Martinus Hendrikus Benders

#critics #beauty

I would like to take this opportunity to thank the Jackson High Biology Department. Stay in school, kids- Link ↗

— Kami Garcia Margaret Stohl

#wesley-lincoln #beauty

And still the light kept coming. It poured out of me, boundless and violent. But even as it swelled, it didn't leave me. I felt myself moving with it, a part of it, moving through earth and air, soaking up shadow. And I felt connected to everything. I felt the city, the motion of engines and tires and feet, of doors opening, of throats trembling with sound. I smelled soil and snow, grease, garbage, sweat, breath, heat. I felt the earth, and everything beneath and Beneath. ↗

— Bethany Frenette

#beauty

Beauty is a radiance that originates from within and comes from inner security and strong character. ↗

— Jane Seymour

#character #comes #inner #originates #radiance

No eyes that have seen beauty ever lose their sight. ↗

— Jean Toomer

#ever #eyes #lose #seen #sight

And at five o'clock in the morning we left to drive to Old Tucson, and I sat with my mouth open in the van. I was stunned by the beauty of that country. ↗

— Erika Slezak

#clock #country #drive #five #i

The experience of this sweet life. ↗

— Dante Alighieri

#beauty

He slid over to me and grabbed me closer to him. My smile fell from my face with the unexpectedness of it. His hands cupped my face, his lips hovering above mine. “You seriously want to know, Tess?” He closed the space and claimed my mouth with an urgent, hot, delving kiss. He smiled. “You are sexy, in your own goofball way, you’re sweet and beautiful and smart and funny and, although you kiss to the point where I feel like I want to go back for seconds, you’re my best friend, and that’s why I don’t want to tap that. ↗

— C.J. Duggan

#boys #romance #summer #young-adult #beauty

It's not my responsibility to be beautiful. I'm not alive for that purpose. My existence is not about how desirable you find me. ↗

— Warsan Shire

#existence #feminism #self-esteem #beauty