Best 11119 quotes in «beautiful quotes» category

Certainly not the way someone will have told you the same thing yesterday, made you feel alternately - simultaneously - angry and guilty, guilty because complicit because flattered, therefore unfairly angry.

Change can be beautiful; butterflies are the greatest proof of this.

Change is inevitable. Progression is a choice. We all move, but are you going to move forward?

Children need to know that the things that make them vastly different from one another are the very things that make them beautifully special.

Children with autism are colourful - they are often very beautiful and, like the rainbow, they stand out.

Circus can't just be beautiful. It has to be weird. It has to be frightening.

Classical mythology is a catalogue of indescribable cruelty: [...] It is a world dominated by evil, where even the most beautiful beings carry out atrocities.

Clear the blue skies aery dome,rosy the sun’s cheek,he clouds unfastened sway,the smiling gush of creek,the tiny fishes awake from sleep, the unseen moves of the dryad,ha spirit in me driven!

Con el tiempo uno se acostumbra a todo.

Curran was beautiful but perhaps a little mad.

Dad, she's beautiful. I remember where she was standing.

Day-um." He whistled, keeping his voice low as he looked up and down my body. The tiny shorts and tank left very little to the imagination. "You look hot," he growled and came at me. I backed up a step and he caught me around the waist. Both of us fell back and landed on my bed. I laughed and looked up. But he wasn't laughing or smiling. His gaze was intense and it made my heart skip a beat. "What?" I whispered. Maybe he'd come to tell me how much he regretted earlier. "Has anyone ever told you just how beautiful you really are?" He breathed. The bottom fell out of my stomach and I shook my head. "That's a damn shame," he muttered and lowered his head to capture my lips. - Romeo & Rimmel

Dear God, I asked that you clear my mind of any negative thoughts so my heart can run free, so I may look at the world with a clearer understanding of your beautiful creation. Cleanse my heart, dear God, so may always look through the wonderful light you shine upon us. In Jesus’s name, amen.

Depression is evil. Before you know it, it takes over and there's no escaping it.

Deep down, nature is inherently peaceful, calm and beautiful. The universe as a whole is perfect. The chaos is on the surface.

Despite her fears she found, The secret to an outstanding life, Is risking the fall, For the possibility of flight.

Destiny leaves no soul bereft of it's compliment." - Roald le Beau

Does God know the number of kisses before we fall in love? Yesterday, I was nobody and I believed myself important. Today, I feel my worth in you. You, with your emerald eyes and ebony hair, even your heartbeat is beautiful. You, who is my greatest joy, all other concerns vanish in your presence. You swallow time and consume space, inspiring all my passion with a single embrace. I love your existence.

Did you know I always thought you were braver than me? Did you ever guess that that was why I was so afraid? It wasn't that I only loved some of you. But I wondered if you could ever love more than some of me. I knew I'd miss you. But the surprising thing is, you never leave me. I never forget a thing. Every kind of love, it seems, is the only one. It doesn't happen twice. And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn't seem broken at all. I know young people look at me and think my youth seems so far away, but it's all around me, and you're all around me. Tiger Lily, do you think magic exists if it can be explained? I can explain why I loved you, I can explain the theory of evolution that tells me why mermaids live in Neverland and nowhere else. But it still feels magic. The lost boys all stood at our wedding. Does it seem odd to you that they could have stood at a wedding that wasn't yours and mine? It does to me. and I'm sorry for it, and for a lot, and I also wouldn't change it. It is so quiet here. Even with all the trains and the streets and the people. It's nothing like the jungle. The boys have grown. Everything has grown. Do you think you will ever grow? I hope not. I like to think that even if I change and fade away, some other people won't. I like to think that one day after I die, at least one small particle of me - of all the particles that will spread everywhere - will float all the way to Neverland, and be part of a flower or something like that, like that poet said, the one that your Tik Tok loved. I like to think that nothing's final, and that everyone gets to be together even when it looks like they don't, that it all works out even when all the evidence seems to say something else, that you and I are always young in the woods, and that I'll see you sometime again, even if it's not with any kind of eyes I know of or understand. I wouldn't be surprised if that is the way things go after all - that all things end happy. Even for you and Tik Tok. and for you and me. Always, Your Peter P.S. Please give my love to Tink. She was always such a funny little bug.

Difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations.

Does that mean that all one has to do is wait for the right moment? It was not just a question of that, as Hesse explained: the vita active and the vita contemplativa stand in a very sensitive relation to one another, which must constantly be rebalanced. He would come to summarize this in 1956: 'The flaw in our questioning and complaining is presumably this: namely, that we desire to have something given to us from outside that we can only attain within ourselves, through our own dedication. We demand that life must have a meaning - yet it has precisely as much meaning as we are able to impart to it.' This led him on to formulate the idea of a elite, a secret society, the invisible realm of the league of those taking part in The Journey to the East and finally to The Glass Bead Game - the 'monastery for free spirits' that Nietzsche had in mind and that Hesse affirmed and rejected in equal measure: 'In short, wanting to improve humanity is always a hopeless task. That is why I have always built my faith on the individual, for the individual can be educated and is capable of improvement, and according to my faith it has always been and still remains the small elite of well-intentioned, dedicated, and courageous people who are the guardians of all that is good and beautiful in the world.

Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.

do not misunderstand person by beauty You really do not know its real or Mask on dirty thoughts

Does she bring you happiness, make you laugh?" Gideon had asked. When Caleb confessed that she did, his father then asked, "Do you like who you are when you are with her?" Again Caleb answered in the affirmative. He confessed she was not what he had planned, that at first she was just a case to solve. Then his father said something Caleb couldn't get out of his head. "Our whole lives people try to tell us what beautiful is. As young boys we think we know exactly which women are the loveliest. Then we meet one who doesn't fit the mold and we know we were taught wrong our whole lives." While his pa talked, Caleb envisioned Em's freckled face. "Beauty is something we get to define. We may not see it right away, but when we do, we have trouble remembering the other definition. We wonder how we were ever to misled. All we can see is the one person who defines it for us." Then his father put a hand on his shoulder and said, "Don't let anyone else decide which kind of beautiful is right for you. You find a girl who brings out the best in you. Who you can see a happy future with. That's your kind of beautiful.

Don’t marry the most beautiful woman in the world; marry the woman with the most beautiful deeds.

Don't be plain. You were born beautiful and unique. Dress beautifully and uniquely you! - KailinGow.com Blog

Don’t ever forget you are beautiful, although your life, your past and your present situation may be ugly. You are beautiful.

Dont give up because you are not getting much.Keep shining ur light no matter how small.God makes all things(small/big)beautiful in his time

Don't rush to design your face to look beautiful, attractive and charming. Rather, be quicker to decorate your mind to appear as goal-oriented, passion-embedded and action-driven.

Don't strive to be beautiful from the outside, instead, strive to be beautiful from the inside, Surface beauty will fade through time & age, beauty from the heart, however, never will!

Don't trust a mirror that only tells you how wonderful you look.

Don't try to fit into another person's mold, be bold and beautiful in your own shape and form.

Don't give in to fear. Be strong, like i know you are. An never give up, d'you unnerstand, never. No matter what happens. I stare at him. I won't, I says. I ain't no quitter, Pa. That's my girl.

Don't strive to be beautiful from the outside, strive to be beautiful from the inside. Surface beauty will fade through time and age, but beauty from the heart, however, will never fade.

"Doost", Ahmed voiced. "Doost",he repeated softly,shutting his eyes. The word felt like a caress. "what does it mean?" 'It means "The Friend",The One I Love,the One I Long For.

Do what is beautiful to make yourself beautiful.

Do you think I'm pretty?” He regarded me with utter seriousness, like he always did. "I think you're beautiful.” "Beautiful?” "You are so beautiful, it hurts me sometimes.

Do you love yourself? The test is simple. Do you look at others and see anything besides another beautiful human being? Do you see somebody who is more beautiful or less beautiful than you? If so, look down a little deeper and ask yourself why. It may be painful. The whys usually are. Do it anyway.

Do you mind,” he asked politely, “if I slide my blade under your skin, just a little?

Do you think your soul is more beautiful than your body?

Do you know how hard it’s been to not fuck you this whole journey?" he asked inside my head. “Why can’t I make love to you? Your husband sent you off to breed with a vampire.” Samuel’s fangs retracted. “Last time I checked, I was a vampire.

-Dream up something wild and improbable. Something beautiful and full of monsters. -Beautiful and full of monsters? -All the best stories are.

Each glimpse of nature is breathtakingly beautiful!

el amor es como la vida, tan lleno de belleza como de injusticia.

Even a blind man could see she is beautiful.

Eleanore," he whispered again, tilting his head to mine, his lips skimming past my cheek, his breath in my ear. "I'd wait forever for you, you know. If it mattered. If you'd care." "I do care," I whispered back, miserable. His fingers tightened, warm and firm. "No, you don't. Not the way I mean. Not yet.

Eternal snows are at the top. Eyes of beautiful are at the top. (Neiges éternelles sont au sommet. - Yeux de la belle sont au sommet.)

Este es el segundo fragmento que pongo aquí del que se ha convertido en mi libro favorito: "La mecánica del corazón". Espero que lo disfrutéis x) "Ya no puedo estar sin su presencia; el olor de su piel, el sonido de su voz, las pequeñas maneras de representar a la muchacha más fuerte y a la más frágil del mundo. Su manía de no ponerse gafas para ver el mundo tras el cristal ahumado de su visión lastimada; su forma de protegerse. Ver sin ver de verdad y, sobre todo, sin hacerse notar. Descubro la extraña mecánica de su corazón. Funciona con un sistema de concha autoprotectora ligada a la falta de confianza que la habita. Una ausencia de autoestima peleándose con una determinación fuera de lo común. Aun no he descubierto qué engranaje tiene roto. El código de acceso a su corazón cambia todas las noches. A veces, la concha es dura como la piedra. Por mucho que pruebe con mil combinaciones en formas de caricias y palabras de apoyo, apenas consigo quedarme en las puertas de su misterio. Sin embargo, ¡Me gusta tanto hacer crujir su concha! Escuchar ese pequeño ruido que produce al desactivarse, ver los hoyuelos que se marcan en la comisura de sus labios y que parece decir "¡Sopla!". El sistema de protección volando en dulces pedazos".

Es wird Abend, aber die Luft ist noch lau. Dies ist einer jener ergreifender Augenblicke, in denen Erde und Menschen so vollkommen miteinander harmonieren, dass es unmöglich scheint, jemanden zu finden, der nicht glücklich ist.

Even artificial flowers have a vase. Life is Beautiful. (Même les fleurs artificielles Ont un vase. La vie est belle.)