For she had eyes and chose me.
You say freak, I say unique.
Oh, he did look like a deity – the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.
We are beautiful because we are sons and daughters of God, not because we look a certain way.
No matter how tiny you look, you can lead huge men if you have what the huge men don't have.
Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect.
That's what got her, of course. That everyone thought it so unbelievable that she could possibly attract a man like him. It shouldn't upset her because it was true. She couldn't. Not in this world, in this lifetime. Yet she didn't appreciated everyone else acting as if they were the most improbable twosome since Quasimodo hit on Esmeralda.
I've developed into quite a swan. I'm one of those people that will probably look better and better as I get older - until I drop dead of beauty.
To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature.
Beauty is not in the face. Beauty is not in the skin color. Beauty is not the wrinkle-free skin. Beauty is not in the long hair or in the way, how the colorful curls on your head roll upon your neck. Looks don’t define your beauty, looks don’t last. Always remember, beauty is more than skin deep. It is not what you see outside.
His looks were the kind that improved with age if one had the confidence that came with success but became blander if one did not.
Love yourself as you are! Instead of focusing too much on the outer beauty, one must always choose to value the inner beauty. Your skin and the hair color doesn’t really matter, none of them defines who you truly are!
Just 'cause there's snow on the roof doesn't mean there's not a fire inside.
Chimps can do all sorts of things we thought that only we could do - like tool-making and abstraction and generalisation. They can learn a language - sign language - and they can use the signs. But when you think of our intellects, even the brightest chimp looks like a very small child.
When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.
I like when a girl knows what she looks like and dresses to accentuate those features.
Everyone's hip to the fact that we all do things to accentuate our looks - and it's much more accepted.
No woman should ever be quite accurate about her age. It looks so calculating.
Something in the human psyche confuses beauty with the right to be loved. The briefest glance at human folly reveals that good looks and worthiness operate independently. Yet countless socializing forces, from Aunt Clara to the latest perfume ad, reinforce beliefs like 'If I were pretty enough, I would be loved.'
It is the adage of any creative thing; it looks terrible, it is an ugly baby, until the very last second.