There is real comfort in being quiet.

That's when it struck me: how gorgeous we all were, even with cellulite (saw a lot of that) and stretch marks, scars and tattoos. Let me just say this, not single body was perfect, not even the fittest of women there.

Jolie laide = "pretty ugly" Draws you to it...bored into heart and mind.

Beauty—real everlasting beauty—lives not on our faces, but in our attitude and our actions. It lives in what we do for ourselves and for others.

Adventure in life is good; consistency in coffee even better.

If Jacob was right and clothes were costumes and makeup a mask, then our attitudes and habits must be our shields.

I didn't know that the world could be so mind-blowingly beautiful.