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Quote by Everett Ruess

“I prefer the saddle to the streetcar and star-sprinkled sky to a roof, the obscure and difficult trail leading into the unknown to any paved highway, and the deep peace of the wild to the discontent bread by cities... it is enough that I am surrounded by beauty.”

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Everett Ruess

Everett Ruess was a mysterious American artist, born on March 28, 1914, and unfortunately disappeared in 1934. Although his artistic career was short-lived, his works and life story have inspired countless people. more

“You looked so beautiful- your hair spread out around your head against the linoleum. Though your think brown curls had thinned since you'd started losing weight, they still fell in soft waves. You reminded me of a mermaid, your skin all shiny, your lips so full compared to the harshness of your angular cheekbones and pointed chin.”

Beauty

Book:Girl Saves Boy

Source: Girl Saves Boy

“Awww... and so it is... Beauty fades away but while you have it, use it well, wear it well. It is a treasure to be spent quickly before the magic spell is broken...”

Love Beauty Magic

Author:Gloria Smith

“There was no question about it- the girl in the photograph was staggeringly beautiful. She was Miss Canal Zone, a runner-up in the Miss Universe Contest -- and in fact far more beautiful than the winner of the contests. Her beauty had frightened the judges.”

Beauty

Book:The Sirens of Titan

Source: The Sirens of Titan

“It is not Beauty I demand, A crystal brow, the moon's despair, Nor the snow's daughter, a white hand, Nor mermaid's yellow pride of hair. Tell me not of your starry eyes, Your lips that seem on roses fed, Your breasts where Cupid trembling lies, Nor sleeps for kissing of his bed. ...Give me, instead of beauty's bust, A tender heart, a loyal mind, Which with temptation I could trust, Yet never linked with error find. One in whose gentle bosom I Could pour my secret heart of woes. Like the care-burdened honey-fly That hides his murmurs in the rose. My earthly comforter! whose love So indefeasible might be, That when my spirit won above Hers could not stay for sympathy.”