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"I am e'er surprised to notice that when the world seems darkest, there exists the greatest opportunity for light." ― Brigid Kemmerer, A Curse So Dark and Lonely
"If the Beast gave me a library like he gave to Belle, I'd ally him too." ― Aya Ling , The Ugly Stepsister
"She moves like beauty, she whispers to u.s.a. of wind and forest—and she tells usa stories, such stories that we wake in the dark, dreaming dreams of a life long past. she reminds us of what we used to be.
She reminds us of what we could be." ― Meagan Spooner, Hunted
"It was her favorite story, that she remembers, just she would be hard-pressed to retell it now, faithfully, as information technology had been told to her. All she could recall were frayed, slumber-watered images of a forgotten castle in the middle of a wild forest, stone statues, crimson roses, and a dark, animal presence never seen, but which stained her memory of the tale, fifty-fifty past its edges to the daylight after." ― Ava Zavora, Belle Noir: Tales of Beloved and Magic
"Since y'all are so kind as to think of me, be so kind equally to bring me a rose, for as none grow hereabouts, they are a kind of rarity." ― Jeanne Marie Beaumont
"Some curses fade and exit aught only the faintest marker, a tea stain on watered silk. There are those that are and then malevolent that, upon defeat, explode in a fiery outburst of sulfurous flames, called-for everything they impact as they die. Others dissolve similar morning mist in the effulgence of the midday sun. Some cannot be defeated at all, but feed upon the energy spent trying to shell it, growing more and more than stiff with each failed try.
And then in that location are those ancient curses with deceptively unproblematic antidotes that shatter like jagged shards of a vast mirror.
These curses may be broken, but never completely destroyed, precipitous slivers of light distorted." ― Ava Zavora, Belle Noir: Tales of Love and Magic
"None of this was what held Yeva's gaze. Because in the bottom of the valley, straddling the river nestled in the foothills, was a castle." ― Meagan Spooner, Hunted
"He was my ruin. My reckoning. My utter destruction." ― Beena Khan, A Beauty So Barbarous
"In this fairytale, there was no happy catastrophe. It was a tragedy waiting to happen." ― Beena Khan, A Beauty So Brutal
"At that place's nothing practiced about being broken. It'southward non something I've imagined for you." ― Beena Khan, A Beauty And so Cruel
"Don't merely focus on beauty of your confront. Start to purify your centre and good things volition happen"." ― I'm salmiah
"Money can buy your exterior beauty, but not your interior beaty" ― "Beta" Metani' Marashi
"You know, the original name of Belle is really Dazzler." "Should I showtime calling you lot that so?" "Should I telephone call yous Animal?" Then, I grimaced at how I sounded. I shouldn't exist provoking this monster. I tried before, and I ended upwardly being on lockdown. "Beauty sounds… kinda cheesy." ― Beena Khan, A Beauty So Barbarous
"She was sure no one else would notice how, in anger, his vocalism withal slipped into something akin to a growl. Just Belle had lived with the Beast longer than she had lived with Lio. She could pick out the parts that lingered nevertheless, only she would never tell him as much." ― Emma Theriault, Rebel Rose
"Her husband had done away with the white paint and wig Bastien had insisted he wear to Versailles, and yet he was however confined to an outfit of his cousin's choosing, and unused to the ruffles and lace of Parisian finery. His discomfort reminded her of the fourth dimension Lumière had wrangled the Fauna into something of a ladylike ensemble. Fifty-fifty rough effectually the edges, Lio all the same looked princely continuing there amidst them, shooting her apologetic glances when he could, knowing she was probably tallying all the absurdities she'd been made to suffer thus far. He owed her. She had half a mind to demand he present her with some other library for her troubles." ― Emma Theriault, Rebel Rose
"You're not the boy they knew; y'all're a man they don't recognize. Something marks y'all every bit separate, and they won't ever empathise it." "Because I was cursed." It wasn't a question, and Belle knew she had to tread carefully. "Information technology's more than that. The curse forced yous to change, but the transformation was yours lone." "Not simply mine." He stepped to her and brought her easily to his chest. Estrus rose to her cheeks, only she leaned into the warmth. Lio tilted her chin upwardly and kissed her, sending a shiver down her spine despite the summer oestrus. She pulled her hands from his and wrapped them effectually his neck, twining her fingers in his pilus, trying to shut whatever distance betwixt them. Every buss was similar their first- capable of wrecking her and healing her in equal measure. A soft growl escaped his lips. She pulled away and looked up, watching every bit his blue eyes softened. "I was in that darkness for ten years before you gave me a reason to seek the light," he whispered." ― Emma Theriault, Rebel Rose
"Yeva decided to explore. A part of her shrank from the idea, uncertain what horrors she might uncover in a castle prowled by a cursed Brute. But the residuum of her thrilled to the thought. curiosity settling in and overwhelming her fear." ― Meagan Spooner, Hunted
"ভেবে নিই মানুষও ফুলের মতো, বর্ণ গন্ধ সৌন্দর্যে যে যার মতো অনন্য। মানুষের মনে আবেদন হারাবে আরোপিত মানদণ্ড, সৌন্দর্যবোধের তুলনামূলক সাহিত্য।" ― Charu Haque
"Oh, my goodness," Sylvie said with obvious please, immediately leaning downward for a closer look at the quondam professor's Beauty and the Beast spread. There were iced biscuits, piped well, each in the shape of an blithe character. Happily chomping downwardly on a smiling teapot, Mariana cooed, "Expect at the gingerbread houses." Adam had re-created the fundamental square of a minor French-inspired town in gingerbread blocks, chocolate beams, and diddled carbohydrate fountains. He'd mechanized the latter to spill out a cascade of syrup, which fizzed like sherbet and tasted far better than Dominic had expected. Well-nigh of the sugar-arts and crafts requirements had been checked off on the cake, nonetheless, and the sculpted objects that stood atop the icing. Fifty-fifty for a highly skilled, trained saccharide artist, it was difficult to pull off a human figure, and Adam had wisely opted for the Creature'southward enchanted household: the clock, the candelabra, and then on." ― Lucy Parker, Battle Regal
"Perfection," he said with a suave smile. "We're the dazzler and the animate being of legend. I, of course, am the beauty." ― Sarah Grand.Fifty. Wilson, Dance With The Sword
"The beginning known published text of the classic fairy tale "Beauty and the Animate being" was written by Gabrielle-Suzanne Barbot de Villeneuve in 1740 and collected in her compilation La Jeune Américaine et les contes marins. To say that the story met with favor is an understatement. By 1756, "Dazzler and the Beast" was so well known that Jeanne-Marie Leprince de Beaumont wrote an abridged edition of information technology that would become the pop version included in collections of fairy tales throughout the nineteenth century (although Andrew Lang went back to de Villeneuve's original for his groundbreaking anthology The Blue Fairy Book, showtime published in 1891 as the kickoff of a twelve-book series that would revolutionize the anthologizing of fairy tales for young read ers). 15 years afterwards. Jean-François Marmontel and André Ernest Modeste Grétry adapted de Villeneuve'due south story as the book for the opera Zémire et Azor. the commencement of more two centuries of extraliterary treatments that at present include Jean Cocteau's famous 1946 film La Belle et la Bête, Walt Disney'southward 1991 animated feature Beauty and the Beast, and countless other cinematic, televi sion, phase, and musical variations on the story's theme.
More 4,000 years after it became office of the oral storytelling tradi tion, it is easy to sympathise why "Dazzler and the Creature" continues to exist i of the most pop fairy tales of all fourth dimension, and a seemingly inexhaustible source of inspiration for artists working in all mediums. Its theme of the power of unconditional love is one that never grows erstwhile." ― Various, Dazzler and the Beast and Other Classic Fairy Tales
"Giggling and making little tinkling noises on the floor, the teacups scurried over to the marble-topped occasional table. In that location was a pretty woven and quilted hot pad on it, which they carefully arranged themselves on like a pile of puppies bedding down for the dark." ― Liz Braswell, As Former as Time
"They're delightful," Belle said, sighing. "I wish I had a dozen of them at domicile." "Children?" the Fauna said, eyes broad and eyebrows high. "Talking teacups." ― Liz Braswell, As Sometime as Time
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