I'm telling you, the gorgeous of the world can actually look pretty intimidating when they scowl. Imagine a snow-white swan with a scary tattoo holding a chain saw. There's just no way to really prepare for that.
Jim BentonTags: funny tattoo scary chainsaw scowl swan
Wie rau der Morgen war. So weiß, so kühl gegen das sanfte Violett der Nacht; so harsch und bloß nach den reich gekleideten Träumen. So unnachsichtig klar, wie Glassplitter auf der nackten Haut, wenn sie noch weich und verwundbar war unter den Laken. So herzzerreißend licht, wenn man sterben musste.
Lilach MerTags: german tod leben poesie träume splitter swan bett glas laken morgen nacht poetisch schwan traurig
If it looks like a duck and sounds like a duck, it could be a really ugly swan.
Timmothy RadmanTags: humor animals ugly duck swan sounding-board
There's no need to curse God if you're an ugly duckling. He chooses those strong enough to endure it so that they can guide others who've felt the same.
Criss JamiTags: strength reason purpose people god gift beautiful ugly-duckling endure duckling swan
...this refinement and delicacy were what Cale adored; but Cale had been beaten into shape, hammered in dreadful fires of fear and pain. How could she be with him for long? A secret part of Arbell had been searching for some time for a way to leave her lover—although she was unaware of this, it is only fair to record. And so as Cale waited for her to save him while he worked out a way of saving her, she had already chosen the bitter but reasonable path of the good, of the many over the one...
Paul HoffmanTags: fear pain love evil god soul heart beat secret good bad path save fire part tomas lover paul bitter delicacy adore chosen hand shape unaware reasonable refinement swan cale hoffman arbell dreadful hammered laft neck
I have a message for your daughter,” said Cale. “I am bound to her with cables that not even God can break. One day, if there is a soft breeze on her cheek, it may be my breath; one night, if the cool wind plays with her hair, it may be my shadow passing by.”
And with this terrible threat he faced forward and the procession started once more. In less than a minute they were gone. In her shady room Arbell Swan-Neck stood white and cold as alabaster.
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His own image; no longer a dark, gray bird, ugly and disagreeable to look at, but a graceful and beautiful swan. To be born in a duck's nest, in a farmyard, is of no consequence to a bird, if it is hatched from a swan's egg.
Hans Christian AndersenTags: confidence image swan beauty-self-image
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