“You're not pretty. Goddamn it, Dani. You're beautiful.”

“You're beautful. Yes you are, you're very very beautiful. Extremely beautiful.”

“You're a beautiful drunk, daughter.
But you're a drunk.”

“You're a wonderful person, Jamie. You're beautiful, you're kind, you're gentle… you're everything that I'd like to be. If people don't like you, or they think you're strange, then that's their problem.”

“You're late,' he said.
'I'm beautiful.'
'You're always beautiful.'
'I'm always late too.”

“You're so beautiful. I can't believe you're almost mine.”

“Ma, you're still beautiful to me, 'cause you're my mom”

“You're beautiful, it's true.”

“Well," I said finally, knowing he was waiting, "you make me laugh."
He nodded. "And?"
"You're pretty good-looking."
"Pretty good-looking? I called you beautiful."
"You want to be beautiful?" I asked him.
"Are you saying I'm not?”

“To all the girls that think you're fat because you're not a size zero you're the beautiful one it's society who's ugly.”