Quotes About Beauty

The bride hath paced into the hall,Red as a rose is she.

As on the driving cloud the shiny Bow, That gracious thing made up of tears and light...

The moving moon went up the sky,And nowhere did abide;Softly she was going up,And a star or two beside.

All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair—The bees are stirring—birds are on the wing—And Winter slumbering in the open air,Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!And I the while, the sole unbusy thing,Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.

O it is pleasant, with a heart at ease, Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies, To make the shifting clouds be what you please.

Poetry is certainly something more than good sense, but it must be good sense at all events just as a palace is more than a house, but it must be a house, at least.

What if you slept And what if In your sleep You dreamed And what if In your dream You went to heaven And there plucked a strange and beautiful flower And what if When you awoke You had that flower in you hand Ah, what then?

Poetry: the best words in the best order.

Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was white as leprosy, The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.

The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.

Appreciate the beauty around you. You have the power to make that moment last what can feel like eternity.

Be true. Be vulnerable. Be passionate. Be endlessly fascinating. Be endlessly fascinated. Life is beautiful, all experiences are precious. Hold every moment close and dear.

Don't miss your life. Stop, look around and enjoy the now. Each moment through life is beautiful. Find that beauty everywhere you go and cherish.

I used to look at Jinks and marvel at her smooth complexion, but over the years I have come to realise that she has been spared wrinkles by virtue of never having succumbed to heavy thought.

Even knowing the ending was sad, I wouldn't have deprived myself the beauty of the story.

Extraordinary beauty can be a curse to the one who possesses it. one pays a dear price for fame and fortune

People don't care how smart woman is as long as she's charming and gay and pretty.

Your imperfections are what make you beautiful.

Emma fussed with the cinnamon-rose starts she had planted all over the backyard. She was as tender with the roses as if they were her children, and every hour or two she watered them.

Will had loved the snow, the cleanness of it, the quiet, the sense of peace it brought, had loved it even though winter meant hard chores.

We are born, we live and we die - in the midst of the marvelous.

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