I’m climbing Mount Everest because I can. Because, to be able to climb that high and see that kind of beauty that nobody ever sees, it’ll be a crime not to.
Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful Queen whose heart was broken in two. But even buried under ice and snow, love survives.
When you’re ugly, and someone loves you, you know they love you for who you are. Beautiful people never know who to trust.
That’s the beauty of it. I wake up one day, I don’t know where I’m gonna’ end up or who I’m gonna’ meet.
If I could ask God one thing, it would be to stop the moon. Stop the moon and make this night and your beauty last forever.[to Jocelyn]
I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all. It stretches on forever, like an ocean of time. For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars. And yellow leaves from the maple trees that lined our street. Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper. And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird. And Janie. And Janie. And Carolyn. I guess I could be pretty pi**ed off about what happened to me, but it’s hard to stay mad when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it. And then it flows through me like rain, and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life. You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry. You will someday.
A cultivated woman, a woman of breeding and intelligence, can enrich a man’s life immeasurably. I have those things to offer and time doesn’t take them away. Physical beauty is a passing transitory possession but beauty of mind, richness of spirit, tenderness of the heart, I have all those things.