#wate

He shook his head, just looking at me. "What?" I asked. "Nothing," he said. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Augustus half smiled. "Because you're beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence. ↗

— John Green

#hazel-grace #beauty

We had two rules growing up in my house: If you're going to take a shower, do it with whomever you're dating so you don't waste water; and if you buy one for yourself, buy six, because everybody's going to want one. ↗

— Moon Unit Zappa

#buy #dating #everybody #going #growing

It wasn't about how she looked, which was pretty, even though she was always wearing the wrong clothes and those beat-up sneakers. It wasn't about what she said in class--usually something no one else would've thought of, and if they had, something they wouldn't have dared to say. It wasn't that she was different from all the other girls at Jackson. That was obvious. It was that she made me realize how much I was just like the rest of them, even if I wanted to pretend I wasn't. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#ethan-wate #lena-duchannes #likeness #beauty

People always get used to beauty, though. I haven’t gotten used to you just yet ↗

— John Green

#agustus-waters #beauty #gus #john-green #the-fault-in-our-stars

I really was alone, and the only thing worse than being alone was having everyone else see how lonely you were ↗

— Kami Garcia

#ethan-wate #beauty

I'm not falling anymore. That's what L says, and she's right. I guess you could say I'm flying. We both are. And I'm pretty sure somewhere up there in the real blue sky and carpenter bee greatness, Amma's flying, too. We all are, depending on how you look at it. Flying or falling, it's up to us. Because the sky isn't really made of blue paint, and there aren't just two kinds of people in this world, the stupid and the stuck. We only think there are. Don't waste your time with either-with anything. It's not worth it. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#inspriational #beauty

I walked over and picked up one of the jugs. "What's this? Some kind of Caster disinfectant?" Lena took it out of my hand and lined it up with the others. "Yeah, it's called bleach. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#caster-chronicles #duchannes #ethan #lena #wate

Beauty soaks reality as water fills a rag. ↗

— Chet Raymo

#reality #simile #water #beauty

The water was pure and cold and came out of the Apennines tasting like snow melted in the hands of a pretty girl. ↗

— Pat Conroy

#music

Our story is never written in isolation. We do not act in a one-man play. We can do nothing that does not affect other people, no matter how loudly we say, "It's my own business. ↗

— Madeleine L'Engle

#madeleine-l-engle #our-story #walking-on-water #art