Youth, beauty, and perfection ---- the most romantic and charming catastrophe in the history of mankind, a fascinating legend floating in the sky above "Atlantis" that compares eternally with love. .

Rupert 2021-12-09 08:01:23

Caption: Beauty is a monthly pass that gets old in the re-enactment of the years. . Beauty is a vampire who makes you kneel to be kissed to death by him. .
Youth is the green creeper who is fascinated by the spider webs of the years. . Youth is an old mosquito that only circulates in the sky above the "spring of never old". .
Perfection is a legend that makes the feet of reality reach the pinnacle of dreams. . Perfection is the illusion of who runs into the black hole first to watch the game of youth and beauty. .

Isn’t a woman a vampire who is passionate about `busy dancing in the youth jungle, tireless, beautiful like just sucking blood` but was accidentally left on the corners of the mouth of fresh blood----because of rarity It's precious-it is the scarlet fragrance complex that makes all vampires willing to let go of their heartbeats and lick and kiss them in an instant. .
Youth is not a fighting game that must be cleaned up before you can enjoy it and play its essence. . In the game, no matter who you are, each person can only have one coin, and each person can only flip a coin once. The fate and consequences of the series. .
"Perfect" is like the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror. . But she is still a kind of dazzling "existing in nothingness" that fascinates women, even men, all mankind. . She is always shining with a dazzling light of excitement and ecstasy, and she violently hits the powerful life force. . She is a beacon waiting forever, waiting peacefully in the dark. . Her reflection drifted in the shining darkness between heaven and hell. . She is the big windmill Don Quixote wants to defeat all his life. . She is forever waiting for the "unattainable and remote" that human beings will reach with all their lives. . She is the only snow-white peak that exists in a dream, surrounded and locked by clouds and mists. . She is the painful dreams and the salty sweat from nightmares when people try their best to conquer the peak and climb to the top, but always fail. . She is the weird nightmare that makes the bravest fighters `failure in front of her so that they can't lift their heads forever, but are unwilling to give up, but never wake up. .
The word "perfect" in a woman's dictionary is definitely not just a simple thing that can be summarized as the comment "to the extreme". In fact, the meaning of "perfect" in women's real life is absolutely extraordinary. ----For her `we can go to moths to learn how to fight fire again and again. . For her, we can cut our feet and cover. . For her, we can spit out the food we ate, just to walk in this imperfect world with a perfect posture of "shape as dry bone". . She is the "magic red shoes" that every woman has dreamed of in her life since the age of Lolita filled with milk and honey. In order to get her, we can give everything and take everything we own. To sacrifice. . In such a realistic world, as long as you can wear her, even once, you will get the kind of "bliss" happiness that you have "climbed to the sky". .
The station of youth passed quickly in the journey of life. . Beauty is far more generous than his kindness. . Meili is a "monthly pass card" of Royal Garden that can be used repeatedly. After paying the fee every month, the staff will paste a small ticket with the number of this month on the monthly pass card with your photo, and then you You can use this monthly pass card to enter the garden and go to Lohas again. . The years have slipped through the double pulp. . Your monthly pass card can be used until the day it is worn out and old to ruin. . But in the time when the two oars drifted through the years. . Although the monthly pass card of "Beautiful" has been by your side not far away, you can watch her slowly getting old and getting more and more creases every day. . The four corners of the card were bent up. . Forever lost the original level and brand new. . And with the gliding of the pulp of the years. . The part where the monthly pass is posted on the monthly pass card has also become thicker, just as the calluses on the soles of the feet will continue to thicken as the road goes too far. . Now let’s take a look at what is as new as ever on this "monthly pass card"? Remember the photo of you posted on it? Oh! Very sad thing-it looks so pale now! With the blade of time, it keeps grinding and scraping, and its original bright and beautiful color has faded. .
Although everything has become faded and old due to the wiping of the years. . But the "beautiful" monthly pass card is still full of confidence waiting for generations of people to open her, and can't do without her. .

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Death Becomes Her quotes

  • Lisle Von Rhuman: So warm, so full of life. This is life's ultimate cruelty. It offers us the taste of youth and vitality. And then, it makes us witness our own decay.

    Madeleine: Well, it is the natural law.

    Lisle Von Rhuman: Oh, screw the natural law!

    [She opens a box to reveal a vile containing a potion]

    Madeleine: What is that?

    Lisle Von Rhuman: What you came for, a touch of magic in this world obsessed with science. A tonic, a potion.

    Madeleine: What does it do?

    Lisle Von Rhuman: How old would you guess I am?

    Madeleine: I wouldn't.

    [Continues looking at the potion vial]

    Lisle Von Rhuman: Come on, don't try to flatter me.

    Madeleine: 38.

    [Lisle looks insulted]

    Madeleine: Oh, 28. 3... 23.

    Lisle Von Rhuman: I am 71 years old! That's what it does. It stops the aging process dead in its tracks and forces it into retreat. Drink that potion and you'll never grow even one day older. Don't drink it, then continue to watch yourself rot.

    Madeleine: How much is it?

    Lisle Von Rhuman: The sordid topic of coin, I'm afraid, is not so simple. The cost, you see, it's different for everyone.

    Madeleine: Well, for me, how much?

    [She does the arithmetic on a notepad, while Madeline tries to peak; she holds up the paper, showing the price]

    Madeleine: Well, thank you very much. I think I should be going.

    Lisle Von Rhuman: SIT!

    [Madeleine sits]

    Lisle Von Rhuman: Hold out your hand.

    [She stabs Madeline's left index finger with a dagger]

    Madeleine: OWWWW! WHAT ARE YOU, NUTS?

    Lisle Von Rhuman: Watch.

    [She dips the tip of the dagger into the potion, then drips the small drop into Madeline's wound, which takes the age of Madeline's left hand]

    Madeleine: Check okay?

    Lisle Von Rhuman: Fine.

    [as Madeleine takes out her checkbook and begins writing out a check]

    Lisle Von Rhuman: But you must make me a promise. The secret that we share must never become public. You may continue your career for 10 years, 10 years of perfect unchanged beauty. But at the end of that time, before people become suspicious, you have to disappear from public view forever. You can retire. You can stage your own phony death or... as one of my clients simply said, "I want to be alone".

    Lisle Von Rhuman: No! She's not!

    [Lisle nods reaffirmingly]

    Lisle Von Rhuman: Wow!

    [Madeleine hands Lisle the check, as Lisle hands Madeleine the potion vial]

    Madeleine: Bottoms up.

    [She drinks the potion]

    Lisle Von Rhuman: Now a warning.

    Madeleine: *Now* a warning?

    Lisle Von Rhuman: Take care of yourself. You and your body are going to be together a long time, be good to it. Simpre vive: Live forever.

  • Rose: [Rose walks all the upstairs and into Madeline's bedroom, carrying a tray of Madeline's breakfast and a Book Party invitation, as Madeline is still asleep] Good Morning, madam. You look absolutely marvelous.

    [Opening the curtains, waking Madeline]

    Madeline Ashton: Wait. Aren't you forgetting something?

    Rose: But it's only Thursday. You told me I'm supposed-...

    Madeline Ashton: Never mind. I think I need to you say it every morning from now on.

    Rose: Very well. Oh, madam, you look younger everyday.

    Madeline Ashton: Thank you, Rose. Thank you so much, how sweet of you say.

    [Grabbing the envelope]

    Madeline Ashton: What is this?

    Rose: Those are your invitations to Miss Helen Sharp's book party tonight. They just came.

    Madeline Ashton: [Whispering, while opening the envelope] Helen Sharp.

    [She opens the envelope and reads the title of Helen's book]

    Madeline Ashton: "Forever Young"?

    Rose: I like that title.

    Madeline Ashton: [laughs histerically] "Forever Young and Eternally Fat". Oh, clever little witch, she sent seating assignments.

    [Puts the invitations down]

    Madeline Ashton: You know kind of find it hard to believe that he actually got up early and made his side of the bed.

    Rose: Oh, no, madam.

    Madeline Ashton: So, where'd he sleep?

    Rose: [She points her index finger upwards]

    Madeline Ashton: Again?