Quotes About Beauty

The going sun chucked a vast spread of red behind the ridgeline. A horizon of red light parsed into shafts by standing trees to throw pink in streaks across the valley snow.

I don't resemble my mom at all. Mom made beauty seem like a magic trick I'd never learn. I think there was a part of me that was trying, in those moments, to know her deeply, deep enough so that I could one day bring to light any small part of me that was hers. —

I was surrounded by whiteness and hadn't yet learned that I was beautiful in a different way.

Beautiful music plays, but not everyone with ears can hear it.

The beauty of a main title is that you establish your main theme and maybe a bit of your secondary theme. You plant the seed that you're going to go water later in the score. And so, having that removed just made it so much more difficult.

An artist is someone who sees and feels realty very intensely. Creativity doesn't mean just making things up out of thin air. It means seeing and feeling the world so vividly that you can put together connections and patterns that help to explain reality. It means you see the beauty in the world rather than trying to hide from it.

This day is full of extraordinary things that you are missing. Wonderful sights, like the sun on your counterpane, the hairs on your cat's tail, the cracks in the paint on your radiator, the leaves piling up against the curve. Wonderful smells, wonderful sounds. Wonderful people. Wonderful opportunities. Today is wonderful. But perhaps you have lost your sense of wonder.

The most beautiful things have character and experience built into them.

Making art will show you how much you already have. Your real treasures. A brand-new Maserati is a lot less beautiful to draw than a rusty old pickup.

To go through the motions in a perfunctory or self-absorbed manner, no matter how expertly rendered, diminishes the beauty. It's about soul—and service without soul, no matter how elegant, is quickly forgotten by the guest.

Sometimes I look at myself and think, Is this it?, and then I think, Yes, it is. This is literally the best you will ever look. Tomorrow, you will look just a little bit worse, and this is how it will go, for ever.

the golden hour--that hour of sunshine where the world looks the way it looks in your dreams.

The heaven that rolls around cries aloud to you while it displays its eternal beauties, and yet your eyes are fixed upon the earth alone.

Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground.

Love with delight discourses in my mindUpon my lady's admirable gifts…Beyond the range of human intellect.

[Beatrice] who shall be a light between truth and intellect.

Beauty awakens the soul to act.

Heat cannot be separated from fire, or beauty from The Eternal.

Thou [Virgil] art my master and my author, thou art he from whom alone I took the style whose beauty has done me honor.

The experience of this sweet life. L'esperienza de questa dolce vita.

Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragonfly Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky.

Tell me now in what hidden way isLady Flora the lovely Roman?Where's Hipparchia, and where is Thaïs,Neither of them the fairer woman.Where is Echo, beheld of no manOnly heard on river and mere—She whose beauty was more than human?…But where are the snows of yesteryear?

Beauty like hers is genius.

One thing then learned remains to me—The woodspurge has a cup of three.