Quotes About Beauty

Is you look good, you feel good!

She has amazing eyebrows. Some people are just granted amazing eyebrows, and she's one of them.

like that time I used false eyelashes with dodgy glue from the market, then tottered into the bathroom the next morning to find one eye glued shut with what looked like a dead spider on top of it. Really attractive, Lexi.

It's just, there's something compelling about very beautiful people. Especially strong-jawed men with stubble and intense eyes. You fall under their spell and believe anything they say.

She's also got a suntan, which must mean she's just come back from Mauritius or somewhere, and suddenly I feel a bit pale and weedy in comparison.

waxing programme,' says the beautician

I guess that's what happens when you have no Botox, makeup, or fake tan. You have expressions instead.

so I believed—what a handsome prince you raised— under the skin, what sickness to the core.

so much fascinates my eyes, but you ... I shudder at the sight.

A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret suffrings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music. People corwd around the poet and say to him: Sing for us soon again; that is as much to say, May new sufferings torment your soul.

What a difference! Under the esthetic sky, everything is buoyant, beautiful, transient! when ethics arrives on the scene, everything becomes harsh, angular and infinitely boring

Ulysses was not comely, but he was eloquent, Yet he fired two goddesses of the sea with love

I need the enchantment of creative work to help me forget life's mean pettiness.

The dawn of beauty always comes after night.

What branch does not have its leaves and which twig will not have its flowers?

Life's bloomy flush was lost.

Lovely female shapes are terrible complicators of the difficulties and dangers of this earthly life, especially for their owners.

The most consummately beautiful thing in the universe is the fashioned life of a good person.

We gathered the wild-flowers. Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight; As thro' the field we rov'd. Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight.

Is it indeed from the experience of beauty and happiness, from the occasional harmony between our nature and our environment, that we draw our conception of the divine life.

The beauty of sorrow is superior to the beauty of life.

Plant more flowers than you pick

Sweet May lies fresh before us, To life the young flowers leap, And through the Heaven's blue o'er us The rosy cloudlets sweep.

Oh fair, oh sweet and holy as dew at morning tide, I gaze on thee, and yearnings, sad in my bosom hide.