#wood

We walked always in beauty, it seemed to me. We walked and looked about, or stood and looked. Sometimes, less often, we would sit down. We did not often speak. The place spoke for us and was a kind of speech. We spoke to each other in the things we saw. ↗

— Wendell Berry

#speech #woods #beauty

I kept interrupting the movie by asking a lot of questions that Xavier managed to answer with endless patience. "How old do you think Bell is supposed to be?" "I don't know, probably our age." "I think the beast is sweet, don't you?" "Do I have to answer that?" "Why does the crockery talk?" "Because they're really the prince's servants that the beggar woman put a spell on." Xavier frowned suddenly and looked mortified. "I can't believe I know that. ↗

— Alexandra Adornetto

#bethany-church #xavier-woods #age

~ The One Who Loves You As You Are ~ As beautiful as a starlit sky As delicate as a lotus blossom As deep as still clear water As priceless as your soul As mysterious as the universe As loving as love itself Know this, You are worthy to be truly loved You are worth fighting for! ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#womankind #womansong #beauty

She was a keen observer, a precise user of language, sharp-tongued and funny. She could stir your emotions. Yes, really, that's what she was so good at - stirring people's emotions, moving you. And she knew she had this power...I only realized later. At the time, I had no idea what she was doing to me. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#emotional #norwegian-wood #beauty

She tried to break from his hold, and he tightened his grip. “You’re safe. I killed the rogues.” The woman stilled and searched his face, the wildness still heavy in her blue eyes. “You’re a wolf.” He smiled and nodded. “And you’re a tiger.” “A white tiger.” To match her white-blond hair. “And a beautiful one. ↗

— Lia Davis

#ashwood-falls #lia-davis #romance #shapeshifter #beauty

His plate was full but his fists sat motionless like two dark quartz stones on either side of it. ↗

— Flannery O'Connor

#beautiful #beauty

Half the people in Hollywood are dying to be discovered and the other half are afraid they will be. ↗

— Lionel Barrymore

#discovered #dying #half #hollywood #other

She talked thus, bent double, shaken with sobs, blinded by tears, her neck bare, clenching her hands, coughing with a dry and short cough, stammering very feebly with an agonised voice. Great grief is a divine and terrible radiance which transfigures the wretched. At that moment Fantine had again become beautiful. At certain instants she stopped and tenderly kissed the policeman’s coat. She would have softened a heart of granite; but you cannot soften a heart of wood ↗

— Victor Hugo

#heart-of-granite #heart-of-wood #beauty

The change ↗

— Heywood plans

#change

But you… you have no fucking clue how unbelievably beautiful and desirable you are. You’re not calculating and selfish. And you make me want to be better. --Woods ↗

— Abbi Glines

#della-sloane #romance #woods-kerington #beauty