When I look at you; I feel that God must have created you for himself.

Your kindness, beauty, and simplicity remind me the stories about angels, and I was told they are just legends and myths.

Beauty is what we have seen and what we are going to see in the future. It is the totality of physical, emotional and biological structures we have created within generations intentionally or unintentionally for our enjoyment and satisfaction. We consider ourselves beautiful, because we have seen it and imagine for thousands of years. If we had five feet, nine eyes and twenty fingers we still were beautiful.

Forget the beauty, comfort, love and enjoyment. You must to be enough tough on yourself to be strong on others.

Not every one of us sees the beauty of the stars and innocence of the moon by looking at sky.

If you don’t stop smiling everyone is going to fall in love with you.

Beauty is wishing for loneliness without any regret and complains.

Humans always love and hate each other for a reason; beauty or talent, hard working or wealth. If you want to be loved give them a reason.

I adore your anger and resentments; with such beauty,everything you do looks awesome.