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Beauty was not simply something to behold; it was something one could do." Afterword by the Author(c)1993 ↗

— Toni Morrison

#the-bluest-eye #toni-morrison #beauty

I can't let my mother's death have been in vain. Democracy is the best revenge, and we will have it. ↗

— Bilawal Bhutto Zardari

#best #death #democracy #i #mother

I once tried standing up on my toes to see far out in the distance, but I found that I could see much farther by climbing to a high place. ↗

— Xun Zi

#could #distance #far #farther #found

Everyone says the Summer Queen is stunning, beautiful, absolutely captivating. Yeah, I guess she is, but so is a volcanic eruption ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#robin-goodfellow #the-iron-fey #beauty

If truth is beauty, how come no one has their hair done in the library? ↗

— Lily Tomlin

#beauty #come #done #hair #how

A wild light came into Frodo's eyes. 'Stand away! Don't touch me!' he cried. 'It is mine, I say. Be off!' His hand strayed to his sword-hilt. But then quickly his voice changed. 'No, no, Sam,' he said sadly. 'But you must understand. It is my burden, and no one else can bear it. It is too late now, Sam dear. You can't help me in that way again. I am almost in its power now. I could not give it up, and if you tried to take it I should go mad. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#frodo #j-r-r-tolkien #sam #the-lord-of-the-rings #change

Gandalf!' cried Frodo, sitting up. There was the old wizard, sitting in a chair by an open window. 'Yes,' he said, 'I am here. And you are lucky to be here, too, after all the absurd things you have done since you left home." He was smiling, and there seemed to be little wrong with him. But to the wizard's eye there was a faint change, just a hint as it were of transparency, about him, and especially about the left hand that lay outside upon the coverlet. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#frodo-baggins #gandalf #j-r-r-tolkien #the-lord-of-the-rings #change

Just then a word floated out through the buzz saw of Zapata-speak: Nefertari. Dan tuned back in. "...the most beautiful tomb in Egypt," Ms. Zapata was saying. "You probably know the queen because there's a famous bust of her." A photo flashed on the screen. Dan raised his hand. "That's Nefertiti," he said. "Different queen." Ms. Zapata frowned. She looked at her notes. "You could be right, Dan. Uh...let's move on." Another slide flashed on-screen. "Now, this is the inner chamber of the tomb, where she was laid to rest." Dan's hand rose again. Ms. Zapata closed her eyes. "Actually? That's the side chamber." "Really." Ms. Zapata's lips pressed together. "And how do you know this, Dan?" "Because..." Dan hesitated. Because I was there. Because I was locked inside the tomb with an ex-KGB spy, so I got to know it pretty well. "Especially since the tomb is closed for conservation," Ms. Zapata said. Yeah. But we had this connection to an Egyptologist? Except he turned out to be a thief and a liar, so we captured him. I came this close to smashing him with a lamp... ↗

— Jude Watson

#nefertari #the #beauty

People always get used to beauty, though.” “I haven’t gotten used to you just yet,” he answered, smiling. I felt myself blushing. “Thank you for coming to Amsterdam,” he said. “Thank you for letting me hijack your wish,” I said. “Thank you for wearing that dress which is like whoa ↗

— John Green

#beauty

I’d thought I knew what beauty was in women; but she’d surpassed all the language I had for it. ↗

— Anne Rice

#anne-rice #lestat-de-lioncourt #queen-of-the-damned #beauty