She Quotes
I saw Farrah Fawcett originally when she and her boyfriend, Lee Majors, came over to my house for a birthday party that I was having for my ex-wife, Leigh Taylor-Young.
I was sad that Corpse Bride was so short. I would've liked to have had her around for way longer. She doesn't actually have that many scenes.
My mom had Julia Child and 'The Fannie Farmer Cookbook' on top of the refrigerator, and she had a small repertoire of French dishes.
I was brought up as an only child, and we were very close. But when I was 14, we got evicted. We came home to a padlock, and I looked up at my mom and she was crying, and there was nothing to do.
I was a big fan of 'The Smurfs' growing up, even though by default - my mom used to force me to watch because she was a 'Smurfs' fan.
I build a kind of wall between myself and t he model so that I can paint in peace behind it. Otherwise, she might say something that confuses and distracts me.
How beautiful she is, Our Lady of compassion! How dear! How utterly unselfish! How filled with joy for Him - and us - in the depths of her own agony and desolation!
And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sow'd them with her odorous foot.
Venus de Milo. To a child she is ugly. When a mind adjusts to thinking of her as a completeness, even though, by physiologic standards, incomplete, she is beautiful.
Whoever said that the past isn't dead had it backward. It's the future that's already dead, already played out.
A husband can commit no greater blunder than to discuss his wife, if she is virtuous, with his mistress; unless it be to mention his mistress, if she is beautiful, to his wife.
The truth is a young maiden as modest as she is beautiful, and therefore she is always seen cloaked.
Tell the Earth how much you care, how beautiful she is, and how much you love her. Ask for her forgiveness for having been so careless.
She is of the strangest beauty and the darkest courage, and when she walks with intent the earth trembles beneath her feet.
A story meant to motivate all and sundry irrespective of their circumstances
Isabelle had always simply reacted in her life. Someone left her behind
With insufferable vanity had she believed herself in the secret of everybody's feelings
A virtuos woman is not moved by big names and flamboyance, but only men of profound wisdom and integrity move her.
She was his dawn of bliss He was her dusk of wounds, Each day they came up to See and touch They couldn't stay for long But they looked perfect together ~
Kindness is the ability to love someone in such a way that she will remember your kindness for the rest of her life.
She walks, on the streets, with a face that, doesn't belong.It smiles more than, many put together, whole day long.Her heart misfit, a little chipped.And she likes to, call it once broken, but now stitched.
The Law of Inertia states that a body in motion will remain in motion, and a body at rest will remain at rest. In life, nothing will happen when no one will make a move
She stands and moves within the invisible pentacle of her own virginity. She is an unbroken egg: she is a sealed vessel
And now it appeared that there was a mysterious Queen clothed by rumour with dread and wonderful attributes, and commonly known by the impersonal but, to my mind, rather awesome title of She.
Her beauty is laced in her strength and interwoven through her flaws. She embodies perfection.
She's like the rarest of jewels, too precious to be worn, and too valuable to tarnish.
For a man he get his own ship and his own strong wind, but he cannot stop missing all the passing breezes that never come again.
She was the most beautiful, terrible thing he'd ever seen, like an acetylene flame, an incandescent filament, a fallen star right in front of him.
She was a poem and a painting too. Everything she said sounded like a song, every silence was the music too.
I knew a girl and she felt like art.Sometimes colorful, sometimes dull, Sometimes with bright, hopeful eyes, Sometimes only black and white, But she was always a piece of exquisite art.
Every time he raised his hands on her. He killed a prince from a fairy tale somewhere deep within her heart, brutally.
He built a fort around, making it impossible for anyone to go near him. And he sat near the window watching her dance in the rain, with someone else.
She asked God to use this experience to help my heart break forever for those who don't know Christ.
She chose to freeze her heart, and then stored it deep inside her freezer.She will let it there until she is ready.
Her heart may be cracked, but it is pure. She may be jaded, but she is hopeful. She may be broken, but she is strong. She may be here, but she will leave.