Life forms a surface that acts as if it could not be otherwise, but under its skin things are pounding and pulsing.
I hate skin; I hate bones and bodies. I want to curl up inside of him and be carried there forever.
The yellow glistens. It glistens with various yellows, Citrons, oranges and greens Flowering over the skin.
Can we expect [Donald] Trump to have a thicker skin as president?
Every single pore - not on the men, but on the women - is scrutinized, so I am really grateful that I feel very confident in my own skin.
I think every year I become happier because I become more comfident and more comfortable in my own skin.
Believers are right when they say that to understand a religion properly you need to get under its skin. But to understand it fully, you cannot stay there: you have to take a more objective view, too.
I think exercising and eating fairly clean does wonders for your skin.
Fiction is a sort of inter-human magic, allowing you to travel into a scene and feel it tingle on your skin.
How beautiful an old woman's skin is! All those wrinkles!
You learn to be comfortable in your own skin, and your body changes throughout life, so you can't sweat the small stuff.
A good tattoo always has a story that runs deeper than the skin, and Inked tells that story.
I've often felt unattractive or different looking. As I've grown up, I've felt more comfortable in my own skin. It may sound cliche, but when you feel beautiful and strong on the inside, it shows on the outside.
I've been doing this new ritual where the first thing I do in the morning is put a tablespoon of coconut oil in my mouth and swish it around. Then I put Kora Organics Rosehip Oil all over my body, which is incredible for your skin, and have a freezing-cold shower, all while I'm swishing the coconut oil in my mouth. It's a way to get the circulation going and to make you feel reenergized and refreshed.
The Stormlight rising from his exposed skin was enough to illuminate the chasm, and it cast shadows on the walls as he ran. Those seemed to become figures, crafted by the bones and branches stretching from the heaps on the ground. Bodies and souls. His movement made the shadows twist, as if turning to regard him.
Beauty is but skin deep, ugly to the bone. And when beauty fades away, ugly claims its own.
I always find myself loathing what I've just been before - the person who was living in the apartment that I just left, the person I was a year before. I constantly have the feeling of shedding skins and changing.
I usually go make-up free when I'm not working. Because I work so much, during the free days that I have I like to let my skin breathe, but of course I'm girly so I like to put on some blush and some mascara.
We all live in fear of cancer, but to be told you have skin cancer was terrifying.
The heat of the bread burned into my skin, but I clutched it tighter, clinging to life.