“She was--I keep using the past tense; I ought to say she is--one of those people who, at first sight, look plain, are quiet, unassertive, unmemorable even. But who, when they start to talk and you get to know them, become more and more attractive and impressive, and you see that in fact they are beautiful. Not conventionally beautiful, not celebrity beautiful, but beautiful all through.”

“She was beautiful, in the quiet way that lonely, unnoticed people are beautiful to those who notice them.”

“I will listen to a beautiful person much more quickly than a plain person, and I have to learn to be nice to people who are not attractive looking.”

“Lewis: "You looked beautiful tonight. In fact, you get more beautiful every time I see you."Nicky: "I, but I was just wearing-"Lewis: "Say thanks."Nicky: "Okay, thanks, and you looked... muddy.”

“Everyone has something of beauty about them. But loving lets you look, and look, and look again. You notice the back of a hand, the turn of a head, the way of a walk. When you first love, you look blind and you see it all as the glorious, beloved whole, or a beautiful sum of beautiful parts. But when you see the one you love as pieces, as why's, you can love those parts too, and it's a love at once more complicated and more complete.”

“Love makes people beautiful, beautiful in the fact that those who are stricken by love become blind. Not being able to see the evils and pain in the world, that's the part that makes people beautiful on the inside.”