Your personality - the real you inside - was the price of beauty.
The French have a significant saying, that a woman who buys her complexion will sell it.
Every woman I had ever met who walked through the world appraised and classified by an extraordinary physicality had also received the keys to an unbearable solitude. It was the coefficient of their beauty, the price they had to pay.
What I want is not to become a status symbol, but to give beauty at a price.
You paid for every second of beauty you managed to steal.
Look on beauty, and you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight.
If I didn't have fake nails, my fingers would be bloody stumps.
Remember, that if thou marry for beauty, thou bindest thyself all thy life for that which, perchance, will never last nor please thee one year; and when thou hast it, it will be to thee of no price at all.
Wearing heels is no joke.
