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She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her ey...more

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Her eyes in the half-light suggested night and violets, and for a moment he stirred again to that half-forgotten remoteness of the afternoon.

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I learned a little of beauty - enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth - and I found, moreover, that there was no great literary tradition...more

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Aristocracy's only an admission that certain traits which we call fine - courage and honor and beauty and all that sort of thing - can best be develop...more

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Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved - to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chosen lover like a gift of roses. It seems to me, so f...more

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All she wanted was to be a little girl, to be efficiently taken care of by some yielding yet superior power, stupider and steadier than herself. It se...more

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Each night when she prepared for bed she smeared her face with some new unguent which she hoped illogically would give back the glow and freshness to ...more

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He watched her for several minutes. Something was stirred in him, something not accounted for by the warm smell of the afternoon or the triumphant viv...more

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A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up towards the frosted wedding-cake of th...more

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Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the ...more

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You don’t know what a trial it is to be —like me. I've got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me.