Beauty is my weapon

Over here, my beauty.

There you are, my beauty.

My eyes could never find more beauty

Sure, my beauty stirs her little heart.

Have you no reverence for my beauty sleep? !

Now, a map it is, my old beauty.

I should be more grateful of my natural beauty.

Noona is here, my beauty is at its peak.

Now, a formula to transform my beauty into ugliness.

Oh, my God Gee, you guys, she's a beauty

I never display my beauty and ornaments not even my face or hands.

Not to mention about my beauty, I've saved your life...

Beth, my old beauty, you, a black eye, is it?

What beauty can my lord find in these mud pits?

Little Princess, my gift shall be the gift of beauty.

And a fine decoration it will be, my bold Norman beauty.

I reckon I'll go on upstairs and get my beauty sleep.

I saw their beauty and their ugliness with my own eyes.

My eyes could never find more beauty Than they see in you.

I have a feeling for beauty, Beauty.

I had missed my beauty sleep, and my feet had frozen hard, but I was past regrets.

Beauty.

Beauty!

Thy beauty hath made me effeminate And in my temper soften'd valour's steel.

It is part of my beliefs that beauty comes in different sizes, contrary to the media s uniform categorisation of what beauty is supposed to be.

I can't describe her beauty with my tongue it adds to my burden when I see her suffer

And Keats said, Beauty is truth, and truth beauty.

Beauty? I don't think I know what beauty is.

My grandpa said I'd see New York In all its beauty and its power

Bounine, everyone is boringly aware of my weakness, and yours for beauty and money.

Love, my dear Gigi is a thing of beauty, like a work of art.

Beauty pageant.

A beauty!

Beauty... Song?

What beauty...

Beauty marks?

Beauty salon.

Beauty rare

Sleeping Beauty

SLEEPING BEAUTY

Or beauty?

Beauty. Goodness.

My new life is trying to understand what beauty is about, and pretty, and emotions.

And it really opened my eyes to this conversation that could be explored, about beauty.