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A man who was aware that there could be no honor and yet had honor, who knew the sophistry of courage and yet was brave. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#honor #people #personality #beauty

I didn't hear you come in. I was away with the ghosts of my beautiful youth. ↗

— Eva Rice

#past #youth #art

Beauty crowds me till I die, Beauty, mercy have on me! But if I expire today, Let it be in sight of thee ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#poetry #beauty

I don’t cry for humans. I cry for things that are so beautiful I just can’t stand it, like Bonnie in front of me, all crusty from rolling in the sand, with a mouthful of half-chewed hay and eyes that knew everything I’d ever thought or felt or been. ↗

— Judith Tarr

#tears #beauty

One beautiful heart is better than thousand beautiful faces". So choose people having beautiful hearts rather than faces! ↗

— William Shakespear

#beauty

You know, at least Gabriel showed up announced like a gentleman. He even told Mila that she looked beautiful. You and your toothpick just show up, scaring me half to death. ↗

— Skyla Madi

#skyla-madi #beauty

I began to turn my body, but he held me and laid me back onto the bed, insistently, kissing my breasts but not lingering, kissing a line down my stomach and lower. “You want me to prove to you that I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life, Roses. Is that true, aye? Because I just can’t take this anymore.” I gasped as he licked into my sensitive flesh, wetting me with his soft strokes, speaking soft words against my skin. “If you insist on doubting me, Roses, if you absolutely insist on breaking down every defense that I have with your tears and your plush, wet, ripe beauty, then that’s what I’ll have to do, lass. Is that what you want from me? Proof?” I could only sigh a soft response, already falling, burning, wanting too much. ↗

— Juliette Miller

#juliette-miller #roses #wilkie #beauty

Yelena, you've driven me crazy. You've caused me considerable trouble and I've contemplated ending your life twice since I've known you...but you slipped under my skin, invaded my blood and seized my heart. ↗

— Maria V. Snyder

#poison-study #romantic #valek #life

Millions of people have decided not to be sensitive. They have grown thick skins around themselves just to avoid being hurt by anybody. But it is at a great cost. Nobody can hurt them, but nobody can make them happy either. ↗

— I don't know..

#beauty

First she said we were to keep clear of the Sirens, who sit and sing most beautifully in a field of flowers; but she said I might hear them myself so long as no one else did. Therefore, take me and bind me to the crosspiece half way up the mast; bind me as I stand upright, with a bond so fast that I cannot possibly break away, and lash the rope's ends to the mast itself. If I beg and pray you to set me free, then bind me more tightly still. ↗

— Homer

#beauty