All The Beauty In The World นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Forever blooms. And when it does, the world becomes beautiful again. Briefly. Painfully. Perfectly. Beautiful.

“I can’t believe that I have to spend my break with her. I would rather clean the bathroom as punishment instead.” I know that I should be offended that watching over me for the entire day is his punishment for whatever thing he did, but somehow, I feel very pleased because now I have an excuse to make this day even worse for him. *** We ride a strange animal called a ‘car’ to head into town. As strange as this sounds, struckwe have to ride it's inside for it to take us to wherever we want to go. The town that the humans call it is completely remodelled. The place barely has any trees. Even the ground is completely solidified and occupied by the cars. After seeing the state that their land i

Love is the beauty of the soul. *******

Omotayo My back ached terribly from sitting in one position for too long. Ini had spent over three hours trying to supposedly 'bring out my beauty' as she called it but I only saw it as a waste of time since I know I'll still look great even without the excessive use of makeup. "I swear Tayo, anyone that sees you now will think you're on your way to a funeral," she tells me and I furrow my brows confused. "What am I doing wrong now?" I asked her and she responded by making me look at the mirror in front of me.

Sophia had no words to comfort Amaya and just held her tighter in the embrace. Amaya slowly disengaged from the hug and walked into the bathroom to wash her face. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and smiled sadly at the frail figure in front of her. She had noticably lost weight in the last few hours, her eyes were sunk in, her face pale, and she looked like a pretty ghost. Very fragile and pale. "You've got this Amaya. You're strong, he can't break you". she mentally encouraged herself. Letting out a smile, she arranged the red lingerie she wore, the one lady Esme had thrown at her earlier and walked out of the bathroom.

If given some thought, Fiona was always dressed in simple clothes that still looked elegant on her. When Justin's dad finally introduced her to him, he could see how perfect she looked. He noticed that she had put on minimal makeup, showing her natural features. It is really rare for a girl to use less makeup. Whenever she laughs, her eyes twinkle brightly. For unknown reasons, it makes his heart beat faster. She had the most beautiful smile that he had ever seen. Reminiscing about that day still brings a smile to Justin's face.

I received a letter from you The way you find me About the beautiful memories from me When you find my love I have listened to the song about all tell me my beauty cantik And the poetry you wrote to express this love Will not run out all our love No more left for the world because we spend the rest of this love forever I've even thought about my life without you Can it be more beautiful than what I'm living now I always dream about the beautiful old days with you Keep your words soft even though you leave and don't come back It's over, this time is no longer grounded in the world I've spent the rest of my life just for you When the seasons change Until time stops Even though the world hates

she yelled. “Sorry, Alita Martinez, but I don’t know how I look at you… I don’t know how I am looking at you now. You are beautiful and anyone that doesn’t or didn’t see is a damned fool. I do see you and you are amazing, a wonder to behold… and I love sights, like I love to just stand by the window or on a hill and stare at the beauty in the world and I have seen many, many places and people, but none surpasses you. You are beautiful everywhere.”

"You sound almost–" "Haughty, ungrateful, depreciative?" she cuts me off, unnerved, even though I was going to say exactly that. "One looks at a painting or a sunset or a cake and calls it beautiful. A human comes into sight, pleasing one's eye, and he or she is called beautiful too." "Your point?" "Our definition of beautiful is superficial and skin deep," she looks at her hand in the water. A tiny orange fish passes through the space between her slender fingers. A smile blesses Celeste's lips and my eyes. "It's more about what lies beneath the surface."

"Yes" "What are you looking at the sky?" "I am looking at the stars. Don't you see they're beautiful" said Jeisin in smile, took another look at it. "Yes it's" he replied and looked at Jeisin with great passion. In his eyes, there's fleeted emotions of care and affections.