#ros

The mind becomes much more beautiful, when man could see his own weaknesses. ↗

— Toba Beta

#introspection #made #beauty

Many of the bravest never are known, and get no praise. [But]that does not lessen their beauty... ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#bravery #unsung-heros #beauty

Women Are Not Roses Women have no beginning only continual flows. Though rivers flow women are not rivers. Women are not roses they are not oceans or stars. i would like to tell her this but i think she already knows. ↗

— Ana Castillo

#poetry #roses #strength #beauty

Fine." I glared at him and shook my head. Stubborn idiot. "But at least try to look a little more raider-ish, okay? We don't want to attract attention." Zeke's snort sounded suspiciously like laughter. "Allie, you're a beautiful, exotic-looking vampire girl with a katana. Trust me, if anyone is going to attract attention, it's not going to be me." I didn't answer as we crossed the flimsy, creaking bridge into the lair of the vampire king. If Zeke had asked, I would've said that I was thinking of how to find everyone, but that wasn't entirely true. I was thinking of the others and how I was going to get them out alive...but I kept being distracted by the thought that Zeke had called me beautiful. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#compliment #zeke-crosse #beauty

Once we have accepted the story we cannot escape the story's fate. ↗

— P.L. Travers

#fairytales #sleeping-beauty #beauty

Princess,” he whispered against her ear. “My beautiful, beautiful princess. I want to spoil you. Pamper you. Indulge you. ↗

— Teresa Medeiros

#roses #sabrina #teresa-medeiros #whisper #beauty

The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in that golden moment of dawn, the turning of the page between night and day. ↗

— Shannon Hale

#prose #snow #beauty

You can see a rose both in two ways. First, through its beautiful petals. The other, through its thorns ↗

— Aries Eroles

#rose #beauty

In Europe life retreats out of the cold, and exquisite fireside myths have resulted—Balder, Persephone—but [in India] the retreat is from the source of life, the treacherous sun, and no poetry adorns it because disillusionment cannot be beautiful. Men yearn for poetry though they may not confess it; they desire that joy shall be graceful and sorrow august and infinity have a form, and India fails to accommodate them. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#prosody #beauty

I believe in roses. And I believe in putting roses into a vase and sitting the vase on the table. I believe in getting lost and being found, I believe in going barefoot, and in laughter! My religion is to laugh at myself, whenever I can! I believe in the sunlight and in grey skies with big, beautiful clouds! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#believing-in-beauty #going-barefoot #happiness #inspirational-quotes #laughter