You look so blindingly cute right now, I feel like I need to make a pinhole in a piece of paper just to look at you.
Amy Adams was great to work with, fun and lovely.
She knew she was lovely, and she shared it like a gift. Every smile from Agatha was like waking up to a perfect sunny day. Agatha knew it. And she smiled at everyone who crossed her path, as if it were the most generous thing she could offer.
Loving you is just like breathing, as effortless, and as lovely.
Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.
Because words were hills and valleys you traveled, so lovely sometimes that they hurt your eyes.
I'm so moved to hear Celia Johnson again, so lovely.
Isn't she lovely made from love?
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while
I'm really lovely and sensitive.
And she was fair as is the rose in May.
There was this long lovely dancer in a little club downtown, love to watch her do her stuff.
Even when she walks one would believe that she dances.
This face. What is it like to wake up to this face?
'By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible true, that thou art beauteous truth itself, that thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical vassal.
It's lovely to have a part that requires you to learn something that's also interesting.
Nothing is really beautiful but truth, and truth alone is lovely.
Actresses are just professionally lovely, aren't they?
I love the clouds... the clouds that pass by... over there... over there... those lovely clouds!
I am sure people tell you this constantly but if you looked up 'incredibly beautiful' in the dictionary there would be a picture of you.
She had found him and was bringing back his thanks. Nor did she forget to mention that he had assured her that she was indeed the most beautiful fairy he had ever set eyes on.
Whatever life may be, and whatever horror men have made of it, the world is a lovely place, a magic place, something to marvel over. The world is an amazing place.
I still like the King's Road. It is very alive; it is a hustle of things from different countries and so on. It is lovely.
I loved the sea. I loved steamers and sailboats and surf and sailors. And I yearned and strained to the sea, always the sea, for it is a lovely, vicious lonely thing. In its limitless variety I had a sort of HOME.
...whatever is lovely, whatever is gracious, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. And peace will be with you.
