#des

She looked like the kind of woman I could fall in love with. Trouble is, she was standing next to the kind of woman I’d like to make love to. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#beauty #confusion #decision #desire #dilemma

Sam: "I always thought you were the most beautiful of all the Nephilim." Meg: "That's ironic because I always thought you were the ugliest of all the angels. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#unearthly #beauty

I put it to you that there are no British poets, there are no British novelists. I have heard myself described as one, but I think really I'm an English novelist; there are Scottish poets and Scottish novelists. ↗

— Ian Mcewan

#described #english #heard #i #i think

Destiny is real. And she's not mild-mannered. She will come around and hit you in the face and knock you over and before you know what hit you, you're naked- stripped of everything you thought you knew and everything you thought you didn't know- and there you are! A bloody nose, bruises all over you, and naked. And it's the most beautiful thing. ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#beauty #belief #belief-quotes #destiny #happiness

One is never over-dressed or underdressed with a Little Black Dress. ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#chanel #class #dressing #fashion-designer #image

Fame is a delicate and dangerous creature; I saw people who didn't honor it, who refused to take responsibility for it, get destroyed by it. I also saw that stardom in and of itself was empty. ↗

— Patrick Dempsey

#creature #dangerous #delicate #destroyed #empty

Peeta actually is charming and then utterly winning as the boy in love. And there I am, blushing and confused, made beautiful by Cinna’s hands, desirable by Peeta’s confession, tragic by circumstance, and by all accounts, unforgettable. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#desire #hunger-games #love #beauty

She was my destination. I was always on the way to Lena, even when I wasn't. Even when she wasn't on her way to me. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#beauty

Because nine years ago, I walked up to the most beautiful girl in the bar, and tonight she's still the only person I want to talk to. ↗

— Julie James

#beauty

Gauguin was a stockbroker in Paris, married, had five kids. One day he came home from work and told his wife he was leaving, that he was through supporting the family, that he had had enough. Just like that he fucking took off. He said he had always felt that he was a painter, so he moved to a rat-infested shithole and started painting. His wife begged him to come back, his bosses told him he was insane, he didn't care, he was following his heart. He left Paris, moved to Rouen, went from Rouen to Arles, from Arles to Tahiti. He was searching for peace, contentment, trying to fill that fucking hole he felt inside, and he believed he could fill it. He died in Tahiti, blind and crazy from syphilis, but he did it. He filled his fucking hole, made beautiful work, made beautiful, beautiful work... It takes a brave man to walk away, to care so much that he doesn't care about anything else, to be willing to obey what he feels inside, to be willing to suffer the consequences of living for himself. Every time I stand before his work it makes me cry, and I cry because I'm proud of him, and happy for him, and because I admire him. ↗

— James Frey

#passion #walking-away #beauty