You Re Beautiful Quotes

You are mysterious, I love you. You’re beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and that’s the rarest known combination.

If I asked you, “Do you think you’re beautiful?” everyone should say yes.

How had I become middle-aged while the ravages of time ignored her? I didn’t know and didn’t care, and before I could stop them, the words were already out. “You’re beautiful,” I murmured.

There’s always – somehow a red carpet everywhere. And I think that, you know, it’s a fantasyland out here, you know. It’s beautiful. It’s sunny all the time. You know, there are beautiful people everywhere because you’re not allowed to cross the Los Angeles city lines unless you’re beautiful or skinny – joking kind of.

I have an important message to deliver to all the cute people all over the world. If you’re out there and you’re cute, maybe you’re beautiful. I just want to tell you somethin’ — there’s more of us UGLY MOTHERFUCKERS than you are, hey-y, so watch out.

To start telling people that you’re beautiful, or just feel beautiful, just start acting like you are the most beautiful woman in the world. And it really improves everything! Because your sort of psyche responds to it – like this is truthful!

I want you any way I can get you. Not because you’re beautiful or clever or kind or adorable, although devil knows you’re all those things. I want you because there’s no one else like you, and I don’t ever want to start a day without seeing you.

I need a lot of black on my eyes and a little shot of vodka to be brave, because you’re beautiful when you relax.

You have to accept yourself, and you have to realize that you’re beautiful.

For you see each day I love you more today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow. Just because you’re beautiful and perfect, it’s made you conceited.

You don’t get the good roles when you’re beautiful.

When we arrive at eternity’s shore
Where death is just a memory and tears are no more
We’ll enter in as the wedding bells ring
Your bride will come together and we’ll sing, ‘You’re beautiful’

You’re beautiful this morning,” Archer said, stopping before her, kissing her nose. “You’re impossibly sweet in my shirt.” That might be but she felt like death. She would gladly make the trade; how blissful it would be to feel impossibly sweet and look like death.

Because you and I have the power to impute beauty on anything under the sun. Because you become the labels you give yourself. If you declare you’re beautiful – not despite your imperfections, but because of them – then you are.

Just because you’re beautiful and perfect, it’s made you conceited.

I think you’re a wonder. You’re beautiful. You’re mature. You are, I admit, vastly more experienced than I am. That’s what threw me. I was thrown. Forgive me.

I want to kiss you again, Tess.” “Why?” He chuckled, low under his breath. “Why? Because you’re beautiful, and because I want you. And I think you want me too.