Beautiful Quotes - Page 12

It's not perfection that makes you beautiful, It's your imperfections

Ladies and gentlemen, when you paint your lips, eyes, nails, hair, side-beards, or whatever, to look beautiful or handsome, don't forget your up stairs, if you don't go up there to put things in order, then, consider the former attributes null and void.

The sound of her voice was so pretty, it almost disguised the ugliness of her words.

Before them is the most beautiful city she has ever seen, has ever imagined. Golden rooftops shine brightly; windows made from diamonds and rubies gleam; tall buildings reach toward the clouds. She is again overwhelmed, this time with gratitude.
All this, for her.

In modern times, beauty is more trusted than goodness.

They wore their strange beauty like war paint.

A charming girl gets more proposals than a beautiful girl.

It doesn't matter, the important thing is to fall asleep caressing the charm of an image. Because the last thing you think of before falling asleep must always be the most beautiful.

Her [Odette's] eyes were beautiful, but so large they seemed to droop beneath their own weight, strained the rest of her face and always made her appear unwell or in a bad mood.

I saw you before. All your flaws, your imperfections. Your body’s going to a lot of trouble to hide something, something inside of you. It must be very precious.

Smile on the face or innocence on the face is as attractive as beauty on the face.

She simply converted an average face into beautiful face and a beautiful face into an angelic face.

Beauty is more popular than virtues because it is more visible than virtues.

Beauty should be the goal of your communication. Learn to speak with godly wisdom.

Beauty is an advantage, smile is guarantee.

My beauty is my eccentricity, when I am out people stare at me and speak, look at that creative guy, unique guy, different guy.

I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a person could get.

as the shadows assume
shapes
I fight the slow
retreat

now
my once-promise
dwindling
dwindling

now
lighting new cigarettes
pouring more
drinks

it has been a beautiful
fight

still
is.

An ordinary man gets arrogant with beauty, conceited with knowledge and ruthless with power.

Darker and darker, he said; farther and farther yet. Death takes the good, the beautiful, and the young - and spares me. The Pestilence that wastes, the Arrow that strikes, the Sea that drowns, the Grave the closes over Love and Hope, are steps of my journey, and take me nearer and nearer to the End.