#th

In my life I have had various health threats: polio, seizures, a brain aneurysm. None of these things has really changed me much, although it is hard to say for sure. These are events that are part of my life. They make me who I am. I am thankful for them. They are scary. ↗

— Neil Young

#scary #change

i had to came to tell you how beautiful you look. Really, Jay, you look amazing. Hard to believe the raggedy little girl who punched me in the face could grow up to look like this. ↗

— Jillian Dodd

#jj-reinolds #that-wedding #beauty

You take a born-pretty girl and you dress her up in pretty things, curl her pretty hair and she becomes empty, vacuous. The only thing she can claim as a self identity is her one dimensional beauty. But take a pretty girl and throw some shit on her, and make her fight her way out of it and she’ll grow to be other-worldly radiant and a force to be reckoned with. ↗

— Beautiful and Depraved

#women #beauty

Dusty, dark, cold, and hard, coal has no beauty of its own, but when it is consummated by fire it is beautiful and becomes what it was designed to be. ↗

— Frederica Mathewes-Green

#spirituality #theosis #beauty

Sometimes I still feel that there are two of me: one clean, flawless picture, the other imperfect and cracked; one boy, one girl; one voice that speaks aloud and one that whispers in my ear; one publicly known to have been troubled but be on the mend, the other who has privately lost something to do with innocence and gained something to do with knowledge and adulthood that can never be undone. I feel sometimes there are things that tear me in two directions, that there are two sets of thoughts that grow side by side. But then I realize that I am whole, whatever that means and does not mean; I am complete without the need for additions or alteration. ↗

— Abigail Tarttelin

#beautiful #commercial #fiction #identity #intersex

These are the kinds of things a guy thinks about when he visits his own grave. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#think #visit #beauty

Precarious, life is. A flying leap. A sweep of hand. A star flung across the night. A lucky catch in this whirling juggling circus act. From Steam Drills, Treadmills, and Shooting Stars ↗

— Rivera Sun

#courage #inspirational #life #philosophy #protest-novel

I wondered if my smile was as big as hers. Maybe as big. But not as beautiful. ↗

— Benjamin Alire Sáenz

#mothers #mums #smile #smiles #beauty

People only picked the pretty, sweet-smelling flowers. The ones with thorns were left alone. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#beauty #purity-myth #sad #beauty

Well everybody's got a story to tell And everybody's got a wound to be healed I want to believe there's beauty here So, I guess you're tired of holding on I can't let go, I can't move on I want to believe there's meaning here How many times have you heard me cry out "God please take this"? How many times have you given me strength to Just keep breathing? Oh I need you God, I need you now. Standing on a road I didn't plan Wondering how I got to where I am I'm trying to hear that still small voice I'm trying to hear above the noise Though I walk, though I walk through the shadows And I, I am so afraid Please stay, please stay right beside me With every single step I take How many times have you heard me cry out? And how many times have you given me strength? I need you now I need you now ↗

— Plumb

#hope #path #shadows #beauty