#beau

In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures, life may perfect be. ↗

— Ben Jonson

#just #life #may #measures #perfect

To tell the truth is to become beautiful, to begin to love yourself, value yourself. And that's political, in its most profound way. ↗

— June Jordan

#become #begin #love #love yourself #most

There are two ways to worry words. One is hoping for the greatest possible beauty in what is created. The other is to tell the truth. ↗

— June Jordan

#created #greatest #hoping #other #possible

If you’re given the opportunity to look deep enough, you can see a person’s spirit in their eyes but usually, they are guarded, kept safe. Not you, my tigress, the night of your claiming, even in the moonlight, I could see your spirit shining from your eyes. You hold your spirit close to the surface for all to behold and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#beauty

I think I like you,” he said as he turned and moved to sit in the chair across from her. “What a beautiful thing to say to the woman you’re trying to seduce. ↗

— Paloma Beck

#seduction #beauty

Beauty is given to dolls, majesty to haughty vixens, but mind, feeling, passion and the crowning grace of fortitude are the attributes of an angel. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#beauty #majesty #beauty

A thing of beauty is a boy forever. ↗

— Carl Van Vechten

#beauty

My compass and guiding star: MyDaddy, that's who you are. Discipline I learned from you, With patience in all I do. Sang-froid you gifted to me, Along with versatility. You reveal the profound beauty Found in Family Duty. You've instilled me with toughness, To overcome any roughness. Thanks to you I conquer worlds; I strive to be MyDaddy's girl. ↗

— Mariecor Ruediger

#mariecor-ruediger #missouri #beauty

Like how stars might sound. Or moons But not mountains. Too floaty for mountains. It's a sound like one planet singing to another, high stretched and full of different voices starting at different notes and sloping down to other different notes but all weaving together in a rope of sound that's sad but not sad and slow but not slow and all singing one word. One word. ↗

— Patrick Ness

#music #beauty

Oh dear,” Diandra muttered again as I looked down at the baby tiger in my arms. All I felt was the soft, thick fur of the cub, the pads of its cute, fluffy paws. All I saw was her proud nose and rounded ears and beautiful, pale blue eyes looking up at me with complete trust. Oh shit. I was in love. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#beauty