#cinderella

I really saw myself as the quintessential Cinderella. I think that's when I really thought about how I wanted to do something else and get away from all that. ↗

— Madonna Ciccone

#away #cinderella #else #get #how

My first U.S. Open I think was just very special for me because that was sort of the beginning of what was a 'Cinderella' story for me. ↗

— Chris Evert

#beginning #cinderella #first #i #i think

We're from the ghetto. Venus is a ghetto Cinderella. People from the ghetto don't get nervous. ↗

— Richard Williams

#get #ghetto #nervous #people #venus

Puttin’ on a cowboy hat & a pair of boots doesn’t make you country; Like puttin’ on a ball gown & glass heels won’t make me Cinderella. ↗

— Kellie Elmore

#country #country-life #cowboys #cowgirls #life

He obliged Cinderella to sit down, and, putting the slipper to her little foot, he found it went on very easily, and fitted her as if it had been made of wax. ↗

— Charles Perrault

#cinderella #down #easily #fitted #foot

Privately he called them a couple of puffed-up, dressed-up, made-up, stuck-up, brainless parakeets. ↗

— Shirley Hughes

#humor #age

Tous mes anciens amours vont me revenir.' - All my old loves will be returned to me ↗

— Carolyn Turgeon

#beauty #cinderella #fairy-tale #french #godmother

I'm here!" I said..."I'm read to go home!" As if they couldn't see me. As if I couldn't remember what it had been like, fluttering next to someone's ear and whispering into it. How the whole earth was like a musical instrument that we could play effortlessly. ...I could not fly. My sister was not there. My heart was broken. ↗

— Carolyn Turgeon

#fairy #godmother #heart #heartbreak #wings

Do I love you because you're beautiful, or are you beautiful because I love you? Am I making believe I see in you, a woman too perfect to be really true? Do I want you because you're wonderful, or are you wonderful because I want you? Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream, or are you really as beautiful as you seem? ↗

— Oscar Hammerstein II

#beauty #cinderella #love #woman #beauty

But at some point in her passage, the trees began to change. They stretched taller, and the soft, pale bark darkened, roughened. She put her hand to a tree and touched the lichen growing dark green upon brown, and it felt like old cork, dry and crumbling. Here the sun mellowed, took on the cast of late afternoon, and the shadows seemed to fall a bit longer; the forest had sunk into a deeper silence, magnifying what sounds did arise. The sudden, quick crash of a fox bounding through the brush was as loud as the slam of a great wooden door. ↗

— Malinda Lo

#forest #wood #change