A million minds all talking at once, without anything being lost or drowned out, forming patterns of logic and structures of emotion, unbearably beautiful, inhumanly complex, infinitely productive.

A chorus of voices suggested that which was in nature, uncontrollable, unbearably beautiful, and undeniably mundane.

Turtle Heart was unbearably beautiful.

Unbearably beautiful.

She never tried to be a chip off the old block, which in her case would have meant making a career of being unbearably beautiful.

She pulled back to arm's length and stared at him, and once again he held his breath: because when she did this, he found her unbearably beautiful.

He had Paul Newman's looks, minus the unbearably beautiful blue eyes.

The sweet, unbearably beautiful, golden-haired girl was right beside him as they soared over the woodland, literally skimming the treetops with the tips of their wings.

Hair the color of dark, rich honey that tumbled around a face both unbearably beautiful and unbearably sad.