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The beautiful are never desolate;
But some one alway loves them--God or man.
If man abandons, God read more
The beautiful are never desolate;
But some one alway loves them--God or man.
If man abandons, God himself takes them.
Old as I am, for ladies' love unfit,
The power of beauty I remember yet,
Which once read more
Old as I am, for ladies' love unfit,
The power of beauty I remember yet,
Which once inflam'd my soul, and still inspires my wit.
For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, read more
For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.
Her glossy hair was cluster'd o'er a brow
Bright with intelligence, and fair and smooth;
Her eyebrow's read more
Her glossy hair was cluster'd o'er a brow
Bright with intelligence, and fair and smooth;
Her eyebrow's shape was like the aerial bow,
Her cheek all purple with the beam of youth,
Mounting, at times, to a transparent glow,
As if her veins ran lightning.
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It read more
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
A woman whose smile is open and whose expression is glad has a kind of beauty no matter what she read more
A woman whose smile is open and whose expression is glad has a kind of beauty no matter what she wears.
Nothing's beautiful from every point of view.
Nothing's beautiful from every point of view.
Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.
Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.
