“Were they beautiful? We were all beautiful. We were in our twenties.”
“We were all monsters and bastards, and we were all beautiful.”
“We were celebrating transcendental consciousness, the beauty of the universe, the beauty of being.”
“In our beautiful memoryWe were all handsomeWe could all singWe all had the heart Of the prettiest girl in townAnd we all hit .300”
“God reminded me how beautiful we all are to Him, after all, we were created in His own image, and He looks at me, at you, in all our sweat and dirt and brokenness, and says, "I choose you. You are beautiful.”
“We have photographed the trip we were supposed to have. The one where all any of us felt was happy, and the world was only beautiful, and all of the colors were the brightest versions of themselves.”