This whole beauty thing is something I've never comprehended.

Never once does 'Snow White' herself look in the mirror so she isn't aware of her beauty or what apparently that does to people. It's really just the queen and the prince that talk about it.

All my writing is about the recognition that there is no single reality. But the beauty of it is that you nevertheless go on walking towards utopia which may not exist on a bridge which might end before you reach the other side.

I was never an ambitious girl or even a self-confident one. I never went in for beauty pageants or wore a stitch of make-up until I went to Los Angeles.

Who among us has never looked up into the heavens on a starlit night lost in wonder at the vastness of space and the beauty of the stars?

Beauty is as relative as light and dark. Thus there exists no beautiful woman none at all because you are never certain that a still far more beautiful woman will not appear and completely shame the supposed beauty of the first.

Thanks to capitalism the importance placed on beauty has never been so manipulated. We are the guinea pigs force-fed ads that tell us how pathetic we are: that we will never be loved happy or valuable unless we have the body the face the hair even the personality that will apparently be ours if only we buy their products.

My mother never put an emphasis on looks. She let us grow up on our own time line. She never forced any beauty regimen into my world.

I am obsessed with beauty. I want everything to be perfect and of course it isn't. And that's a tough place to be because you're never satisfied.

Well I've never looked upon myself as being a beauty per se.