She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims...
Arundhati RoyTags: flowers beautiful midnight
When she listened to songs that she loved on the radio, something stirred inside her. A liquid ache spread under her skin, and she walked out of the world like a witch.
Arundhati RoyTags: inspirational music beautiful witch
She was so beautiful I had to move away.
Sebastian FaulksTags: beautiful
You ask me why I don't speak
Not a word at will
But write so much worth well over a mill'
Well I value words like I value kisses
A sober one, a closer one penetrates the heart
Darling it's how it mends it
Tags: words love poetry kissing writing beauty silence speech poem lyrics sincerity value worth beautiful hearts sober rhyme prudence
Each leaf that brushed his face deepened his sadness and dread. Each leaf he passed he'd never pass again. They rode over his face like veils, already some yellow, their veins like slender bones where the sun shone through them. He had resolved himself to ride on for he could not turn back and the world that day was as lovely as any day that ever was and he was riding to his death.
Cormac McCarthyFull of beautiful grace so we steal their space, and death comes quickly.
Sara QuinTags: beautiful steal tegan-and-sara tegan-quin sara-quin under-feet-like-ours our-trees beautiful-grace death-comes-quickly steal-their-space
Somewhere, things must be beautiful and vivid. Somewhere else, life has to be beautiful and vivid and rich. Not like this muted palette -a pale blue bedroom, washed out sunny sky, dull green yellow brown of the fields. Here, I know ever twist of every road, every blade of grass, every face in this town, and I am suffocating.
Lisa Ann SandellTags: life rich sky beautiful face grass dull town somewhere vivid palette a-map-of-the-known-world muted suffocating
... even though it was beautiful and comfortable, and even though it was the world, it was also a little bit boring.
No, wait. Maybe boring isn’t the right word. What’s the word I’m wanting here? Lonely. That’s it. It was a little bit lonely.
Tags: lonely boring beautiful comfortable
yo te amo para comenzar a amarte,
para recomenzar el infinito
y para no dejar de amarte nunca:
por eso no te amo todavía.
Tags: love poetry spanish beautiful
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