Handsomeness Quotes

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J.R.R. Tolkien
“Handsome is as handsome does”
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

William Shakespeare
“To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature.”
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

Orhan Pamuk
“Age had not made him less handsome, as is so often the case; it had simply made him less visible.”
Orhan Pamuk, The Museum of Innocence

Michael Bassey Johnson
“Gone are the days when women were attracted by a man's hansomeness. Today, we are talking about cash, and your compromise to become a tiger in bed.”
Michael Bassey Johnson

Linnea Sinclair
“Why were all the handsome ones always such bastards?”
Linnea Sinclair, Gabriel's Ghost

Roald Dahl
“Personally, I mistrust all handsome men. The superficial pleasures of this life come too easily to them, and they seem to walk the world as though they themselves were personally responsible for their own good looks. I don't mind a woman being pretty. That's different. But in a man, I'm sorry, but somehow or other I find it downright offensive.”
Roald Dahl, Skin and Other Stories

Lisa Kleypas
“During their brief encounter in the music room, Cassandra had been too flustered to notice much about him. He'd been so very odd, jumping out like that and offering to marry a complete stranger. Also, she'd been absolutely mortified for him to have overheard her tearful disclosure two West, especially the part about having her dress altered.
But now it was impossible not to notice how very good-looking he was, tall and elegantly lean, with dark hair, a clear, fair complexion, and thick brows sett at a diabolical slant. If she were to judge his features individually- the long nose, the wide mouth, the narrow eyes, the sharply angled cheeks and jaw- she wouldn't have expected him to be this attractive. But somehow when it was all put together, his looks were striking and interesting in a way she'd remember far longer than conventional handsomeness.”
Lisa Kleypas, Chasing Cassandra

W. Somerset Maugham
“There was a curious sense of apprehension in her heart. He was certainly very handsome. It would be thrilling to be the wife of the Governor of Bengal and very nice to be grand and have the ADCs [Aide de Camps] running about to do one’s bidding”
W. Somerset Maugham, Up at the Villa

Lisa Kleypas
“His face, brooding and saturnine in the shadows, could have belonged to some lesser god in a realm far below Olympus. Powerful, secretive, enigmatic. He turned his head until his lips nudged her palm with a tenderness she knew somehow was reserved for her alone.”
Lisa Kleypas, Chasing Cassandra

Lisa Kleypas
“Do you feel any attraction to Lord Lambert? Butterflies swirling inside?"
"No, but... I do like his looks..."
"It doesn't matter if he's handsome," her sister had said with authority.
Cassandra had smiled wryly. "Pandora, it's not as if you married a bridge troll.”
Lisa Kleypas, Chasing Cassandra

Lauren Groff
“Men can do that, become more handsome as they grow older. Women just age.”
Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies

Anurag Shourie
“Not very tall, not very dark but very...very handsome,’ was his way of describing himself.”
Anurag Shourie, Half A Shadow

Amy S. Foster
“She liked Tucker; he was handsome in a very unassuming manner. He was tall and a bit lanky, but not in that now popular junkie look kind of way. He had a head full of not-too-closely-cropped black curls and lovely blue eyes. He was originally from North Carolina and had that Southern gentleman charm going for him. Every time Ellie asked Tucker a question, he answered with a "Yes, ma'am!" that always unhinged her spine momentarily. But it wasn't like she thought about him seriously.”
Amy S. Foster, When Autumn Leaves

Lisa Kleypas
“He was handsome... she would give him that. Although not in the way of Theo, who had been blessed with the refined features and golden hair of a young Apollo. Devon Ravenel's dark good looks were bold and raffish, weathered with a cynicism that made him look every bit his twenty-eight years. She felt a shock every time she looked up into his eyes, the blue of a rough winter ocean, the vivid irises rimmed with blue-black. His face was smooth shaven, but the lower half was shadowed with a beard grain that even the sharpest razor would not completely remove.”
Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake

Jessica Tom
“I ate a coconut crisp and the whole thing shriveled in my mouth, evaporating into nothing but pure taste. I held another up to the golden light as someone sat down across from me.
"I can't figure out this cooking technique. Do you think it's a meringue?" I asked.
"Actually, I believe it's freeze-dried."
My gaze leaped from the coconut crisp to the source of the foreign-sounding voice, smoother and younger than Michael Saltz's agitated lisp. Pascal Fox.
His black hair was slightly matted and spiked, hair that was- amazingly- a bit like mine, thick and straight in places, wispy and fine in others. He wore a cobalt-blue button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, exposing his tattoos. In the semi-dark, I made out a mural of forks and knives, cows and pigs, carrots and eggplants and squashes and melons, like a super-hot, toned supermarket. He seemed to be showing off the whole mural to me.
"Oh, hi!" I said.
"I remember you. You came to my restaurant about three weeks ago, right?"
"Wow," I said. "You have a good memory." I couldn't stop blushing and I regretted eating all that food. It was hard to feel pretty when I felt nine months pregnant.
"I don't remember everyone. Just the special people." He nudged his body an inch toward mine and my breath caught in my throat. Up close, I noticed he had a slightly crooked smile and somewhat stained teeth. I liked that he wasn't the perfect model he appeared to be in all the magazines. He was almost a regular person.”
Jessica Tom, Food Whore: A Novel of Dining and Deceit

Lynne Ewing
“Stanton stood behind her, dressed in black, his shaggy blond hair hanging in his eyes. He was handsome in a dangerous way that made her want to stare forever in his intense blue eyes.”
Lynne Ewing, The Secret Scroll

Lisa Kleypas
“During their brief encounter in the music room, Cassandra had been too flustered to notice much about him. He'd been so very odd, jumping out like that and offering to marry a complete stranger. Also, she'd been absolutely mortified for him to have overheard her tearful disclosure to West, especially the part about having her dress altered.
But now it was impossible not to notice how very good-looking he was, tall and elegantly lean, with dark hair, a clear, fair complexion, and thick brows set at a diabolical slant. If she were to judge his features individually- the long nose, the wide mouth, the narrow eyes, the sharply angled cheeks and jaw- she wouldn't have expected him to be this attractive. But somehow when it was all put together, his looks were striking and interesting in a way she'd remember far longer than conventional handsomeness.”
Lisa Kleypas, Chasing Cassandra

Amanda Littrell
“...his expression completely serious then he smiles, it’s slow and beautiful and illuminates his face, and my heart almost stops with the whole transformation.”
Amanda Littrell