ugliness [Theme] Page 1

And I'm not talking about looks.

And the opposite of life is not death, but indifference.

Angela took a critical look at the replicant and added:
- But in this helmet you are unlikely to mix with the crowd.
"I can turn on the camouflage mode... - the sergeant murmured, knowing full well how pathetic this argument sounds. But he continued to cling to any opportunity to delay the inevitable - to take off his helmet and show his face.
- If there are not two heads under the helmet, it is better to remove it, - Angela advised.
-I better not remove it, - admitted Chimbik.  - So, anyway, say people from the control group. I'm a freak.
His confession did not make much of an impression on Lorray.
"So, it won't be difficult to mix with the crowd," she shrugged.  - Ugliness is more common in the world than beauty. Life itself is ugly.

War is ugly, cardinal. Much uglier than me.

Conscious ugliness is worse than unconscious stupidity!

We're freaks. Of course not outwardly, we are pretty successful at pretending to be human. But as soon as we look into our eyes, everything becomes clear at once.

Even the most beautiful clothes cannot hide the ugliness of your soul.

And old age will decorate your house with wisdom.

Covering yourself with a thin, artificial skin... doesn't change the ugliness inside.

The more primitive the information, the more understandable it is. At the same time, there are cases when a work of art is understandable only to the author. The more primitive the image, the more understandable and popular it is. "Black Square" is more understandable and popular than the cave paintings of primitive people.
The more primitive the music, poems and prose, the more they are understandable to people and popular among the masses. All art is a deception, it describes the illusions of the author and creates them. Do not try to see the meaning in art, it is not in life.
Everything that a person creates, everything that a person does - all in order to somehow justify his existence. Beauty and ugliness, joy and sorrow exist only in the minds of those who believe in them.

- Do you want to say he was ready to become my teacher and mentor? - Aspasia laughed, presenting the role of his mentor and teacher of this ugly and poor young man.
- Is something wrong? My ugliness and poverty? - thought of Socrates. But rich and beautiful you would love, I will only listen.

- The purpose of art is to portray life as it is. When the world is happy, the art should reflect this beauty, but when our existence is surrounded by unrest, humiliation, hyperinflation, shame, reparations, art must be equally monotonous and ugly.
- Or perhaps August that ugliness is the result of the fact that the artist has no talent. The purpose of art is to awaken the primitive in us, to rekindle our passion, to provoke our understanding. And that should inspire us for a drink and a fight and to "let our sensual race will."

Enchantress, it is encouraging to see such a beauty in the company of these monsters.

New nameless terror creeps in the dark, her appearance often attends to me after just a quick glance you see her gaunt profile. Twisted and torn unspeakable ways, greyish dead skin stretched over its emaciated body. I saw that her hand was disgusting sarashina deformity, and it looked as if the claws could have torn their way through flesh and bone. I feel like her presence tells of endless torture.