You Can't Judge A Book By Its Cover の小説・ストーリー

I was stopped when I heard that she seems to be crying on the other line. "Do you hate her that much that you just let her leave, Dani? I hope you realize one day that she's not the person you think she is or the person you're trying to create in your mind." "You can't judge a book by its cover, Sis." "Exactly! You can't just judge her that way without knowing the whole story. You may think you know her and understand everything about her but you don't! You don't even know the battle that she's fighting for! If there's something happens to her, Dani, I'm not sure if I can forgive you!"

The blonde woman in a tight red dress lounged with crossed legs, her eyes glaring cynically at Weni. "Los Angeles nightlife is way cooler than the cheap girls in Pattaya, Thailand," the woman said. Hmm, what an interesting opening line. Trying to keep things civil, Weni responded, "Well, beauty is subjective, isn't it? Everyone has different tastes, but personally, I think you can't judge a book by its cover." "Hahahaaa… a good cover doesn't always mean the content is interesting, and an ugly cover is definitely trash inside. You seem to have a lot to learn, miss," the blonde said, tossing her long hair like a professional model ready for a photoshoot.

He’s going through a lot. “And.. I have another problem..” He said while scratching his head. “but you’re too young to understand, so..” He stared at me and smirked as he stood up and fixed his suit. I raised my eyebrows. I wonder what the problem is. This made me realize that you should really never judge a book from its cover. What you see is really not the truth most of the time. People are most likely to pretend. Some people like to make other people believe that everything is fine.

A book should never be selected purely on the basis of its front cover. What you are saying is true, in my opinion: don't condemn people because you believe they are weak, and don't make them suffer just for the sake of feeling better about yourself; life in this world is different, so enjoy it to the maximum extent that you are able. TO BE CONTINUE

In my heart, I was determined to get close to Lauren in order for me to find out who she really is. I started the plan formulation and in no time, I executed the plan. On the day of the execution, I pondered if the decision I was going to take was going to be an easy one or a hard one. BACK TO PRESENT Here am I, regretting that I had ever conceived the plan in the first place. I had heard this statement "Do not judge a book by its cover" I never knew what it meant until this present day. Lauren was bad news that had ever happened to me, she was a scheming bitch who would do anything to get what she wants

His whole life had stopped just from that one night and his thoughts could not stop reckoning on the moment of ecstasy that he had given and received from Crystal. Letting out a deep breath, he had no reason to complain as he had turned all around but finally, he met the one who was right for him. Laughing at the thoughts that he had about Crystal being a bad girl, it was only during his first night with her that he got to believe the saying which states that, one could not judge a book by its cover. Yes, that saying was real, and only those who could understand it had the right to talk about it. chapter 73

“It’s refreshing. Honestly. Do you even know me outside what’s written in blogs and tabloid headlines? What do you actually know about me?” He paused, still grinning. “There’s that old saying, you know: Don’t judge a book by its cover.” Ann hesitated. For a brief second, his tone had softened, laced with something unexpectedly real. Not charm. Not arrogance. Just… truth. She studied him, her mind spinning. “Fine,” she said slowly. “Maybe I don’t know you. But you haven’t exactly given me reason to want to.” “Touché,” he replied with a small bow of his head. “Still, don’t you want to know what I’m offering before you slam the door on it?”

She seemed at ease but was lost in her thoughts. "A penny for your thought love?" She looked at me and then looked around. "This place is cute. How do you know this place? I didn't take you for someone who'll go to any place other than a five star or a seven star." I don't blame her for judging me so easily. But who was I kidding, I judged her too, I thought she wouldn't like the place even before asking her. "Well never judge a book by its cover," I said and winked at her. Aaaaand there was that blush I had aimed for.

I extend my hand to him for a handshake, how awkward, that was the only thing that popped into my head, "Goddammit" " For a moment I think we are on the same page, Mary always grunts that I always judge a book by its cover, but my interests are never wrong, by the time I finish my lonely thought Mr. Fancy Pants has already occupied the other end of the chair which was empty few seconds ago.

Looks like I've learned another lesson to the saying; don't judge the book by its title. Even with the flaw in my codename, The Seven Sins of Underground Society sounds great and is not horrible to listen to. It's amusing to consider that whoever it was that I had attempted to drive away at the time would still be my buddies. There's nothing wrong with being weird; they might even be weirdos. My pals could even infect me without my knowledge. Nice ... I can call one of my pals.