F Scott Fitzgerald Beauty Quotes Novels & Stories

"Majority promote what they see,but I promote what I feel. No matter how beautiful our product appears,it would still lack this feel. Outer beauty may attract once but it's only the inside beauty that attracts for a lifetime. And I wish to make our product beautiful from both outside and inside " His heart suddenly started beating faster in his chest. He just couldn't believe she wrote these words. The second last para...he said these words to her. What a manipulate bit** she is.He thought. For someone to write something of this sort,they must first feel what a ugly person feels. But how could she know? Staring back at her beautiful face in the picture. It was another game of hers,he knows.

But they didn't stop, the knights pumped out Loren's blood in the syringe. ' Our mate is leaving us! Do something Martina, please,' my wolf cried in agony. Clenching my fist on swords, I roared, breathing furiously," Step back from him ." " Who dares to interrupt...?" Scarlett's voice hitched in her throat when her eyes saw me. She had that scared yet sadistic smile playing on her blood lips. Now I wonder if the poets were not wrong. ' Beauty kills!' Scarlett is exactly what the quote means. " It's me Scarlett. The one who lost everything because of you," I chuckled glaring at her. " But thanks to you I was able to throw away the garbage!"

“I’ve thought no one would desire someone as ugly as her.” “I’m not ugly!” She cried out with a flared nose, glowering at me. “Yes, you are…” Maura said with amusement. Without a word, Samuel headed toward her and handed her finger gloves with a smile. “Every girl is beautiful. Sometimes it just takes the right guy to see it,” Samuel said. “Quote by Notebook.”

"I mean, I appreciate the compliments, but I don't want you to feel pressured or anything." Fiona looked up at Scott with a warm smile, her eyes filled with affection. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. It's just that you're really amazing, and I can't help but be honest about how I feel." "Scott, your body shape is like that of a Greek God!" Fiona said with a sweet chuckle. "Greek God?" Scott repeated in another confusion yet again. "Yes," she simply said. Scott couldn't help but feel fascinated, amazed and bewildered by Fiona's comparisons. "I think you might be exaggerating a bit," he said, a small grin forming on his lips. "But I appreciate the sentiment. I just don't see myself tha

"Be your own beautiful, even when others tried to define you by their standards." [Jacqueline] ....... [Jacqueline's POV] I looked back at the crowd who were looking at us and whispering with each other. I heard a girl whose face was covered with thick makeup, say excitedly to her friend, "Does Nina know this fatty?"

Beautiful and utterly pleasing to the eye, but deadly if you mishandled them. "A little too beautiful?" I finished rhetorically. I didn't want to sound pompous, but marrying the most beautiful in the whole of America, if not the rest of the world did that to you. "I was going to say intense. But yes, a little too beautiful for a fucker like you." he accompanied his words with a tiny sip of his drink. I chuckled. "I guess I lucked out in that department" I smirked, feeling pride blossoming into big shiny petals inside of me.

He is not going to find the answer on my face. I noted six weeks ago, the night she looked up at me across a dinner table and delivered the specific sentence that has made me hate her ever since, that she was beautiful. Beautiful is not even the adequate word. It is a placeholder for something I lack the inclination to articulate further. The champagne and the mascara and the ruined dress do not change this, which I find genuinely irritating. Beauty in a woman I despise is its own particular inconvenience, because it only intensifies the hatred rather than diluting it. It gives the hatred something to work against.

But what captivates me the most is those velvety Iips, and let is not forget those stilettos. And as she comes to stand next to me, a small tear starts to tickle the corner of my eye. Beauty indeed lies in the eye of the beholder, and at present, beauty is flooding my sense of vision. "My beloved, I am at a loss for the perfect word. If I thought that your beauty could not go beyond compare, I would say that I have been proven wrong." "And I much say you are wearing that rather well." "Well, I am not shy to say that I am wearing a ball of nerves somewhat better."

But what captivates me the most is those velvety lips, and let is not forget those stilettos. And as she comes to stand next to me, a small tear starts to tickle the corner of my eye. Beauty indeed lies in the eye of the beholder, and at present, beauty is flooding my sense of vision. "Oh, Trinity, I am at a loss for the perfect word. If I thought that your beauty could not go beyond compare, I would say that I have been proven wrong." She only but chuckles at me nervously. The woman is about to fall over and die.

And atop that bootylicious appearance, they are gifted with other exhilarating attributes. Sure, nobody is perfect but they make it difficult to believe. I cupped his cheeks and forced his lips to pout. "Why are you so beautiful?" He chuckled. "I'm starting to think that your love for me is esthetic," "Beauty is essential for love, don't you know? Would you have fallen for me if I looked like a chimpanzee?"