#emma

What do you feel? I’ve never been asked this question once. None of us has. We aren’t supposed to feel. We’re British. ↗

— Libba Bray

#beauty

Pippa's laugh is bitter, tinged with tears. 'Ha! Why do girls think being beautiful will solve every problem? Being beautiful just creates problems. It's a misery. I wish I were someone else. ↗

— Libba Bray

#gemma-doyle #inspiration #beauty

I've heard it said that God is in the details. It's the same with the truth. Leave out the details, the crucial heart, and you can damn someone with the bare bones of it. ↗

— Libba Bray

#details #gemma-doyle #libba-bray #truth #beauty

I'm an oddity of one, my strangeness too complicated to explain or share. ↗

— Libba Bray

#gemma-doyle #individuality #libba-bray #quirks #uniqueness

I don't have time to feel sorry for myself. I've got to think. ↗

— Libba Bray

#gemma-doyle #libba-bray #thinking #using-your-brain #beauty

Oh, I didn't think it wise to hide it. Might not be able to find it again," I say, cheerily. "It's sitting in plain view on your chair in the great hall. I do hope that was the best place for it. ↗

— Libba Bray

#gemma-doyle #humor #libba-bray #revenge #beauty

I'm going to eviscerate you and leave your organs on a pike in the yard as a warning to those who wear large jewelry. ↗

— Libba Bray

#felicity-worthington #gemma-doyle #humor #libba-bray #beauty

A king, realizing his incompetence, can either delegate or abdicate his duties. A father can do neither. If only sons could see the paradox, they would understand the dilemma. ↗

— Marlene Dietrich

#could #delegate #dilemma #duties #either

One morning early, I couldn't sleep, so I walked down to the beach. And I saw you. For a minute- I didn't realize it was you. You were wearing this long scarf thing tied around your waist, lots of wild colors, and it blew around your legs. You had on a red bathing suit under it." "You..." She literally had to catch her breath. "You remember what I was wearing?" "Yes I do. And I remember your hair was longer than it is now, halfway down your back. All those mad curls flying. Bare feet. All that golden skin, wild colors, mad curls. My heart just stopped. I thought: That's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. And I wanted that woman, in a way I'd never wanted one before." He stopped, turned a little as she simply stared at him. "Then I saw it was you. You walked off, down the beach, the surf foaming up over your bare feet, your ankles, your calves. And I wanted you. I thought I'd lost my my mind. ↗

— Nora Roberts

#jack-cooke #beauty

It struck me that the beauty we attribute to children isn’t something they have that we don’t. It's something they do, which we have long since stopped doing—just describing things as we see them, the simple, unadorned facts. ↗

— Christina Carson

#family #native #solving-human-dilemmas #beauty