Quotes About Beauty

But why attempt to describe charms which all feel, but none can appreciate?

Perladas por la luz de la luna, desnudas y puras, para él representaban, según le parecía, el modo de vida que había adoptado, tal como un templo representa un dios.

Gyvenimas, lyg margaspalvio stiklo skliautas, D?m?ja balt? amžinyb?s švies?, Kol šuk?m krenta trypiamas Mirties.

its flatness, and its yellow-greenness, its high walls of mountain wooded with the deep green of pine in which ran the flaming red-gold of turning aspen, its jutting rock and hillock, all roofed with the intense blue of the airless sky—it seemed to him that the contours of the place flowed beneath his eyes, that his very gaze shaped what he saw, and in turn gave his own existence form and place.

O for a Booke and a shadie nooke, eyther in-a-doore or out; With the grene leaves whisp'ring overhede, or the Streete cryes all about. Where I maie Reade all at my ease, both of the Newe and Olde; For a jollie goode Booke whereon to looke is better to me than Golde.

A cloud lay cradled near the setting sun; A gleam of crimson tinged its braided snow;... Tranquil its spirit seemed and floated slow; Even in its very motion there was rest...

Notah's wife, who wears the traditional excessive mascara of her people

I think permitting the game to become too physical takes away a little bit of the beauty.

a sort of botanical glory-hole

And isn't there something a little sad about youth and beauty in any circumstances?

Mine! You know you wanna be mine! ?I'm so fine. You're so fine. You deserve to be mine....

Buttercups in the sunshine look like little cups of gold. Perhaps the Faeries come to drink the raindrops that they hold.

She went on slowly and dreamily along the shore. Beautiful women do not need to hurry.

Jewellery has the power to be the one little thing that makes you feel unique.

What I detest is the way our breasts go out sideways when we get older. They look as if they're tired of one another's company.

Beauty made you love, and love made you beautiful.

Books have their idiosyncrasies as well as people, and will not show me their full beauties unless the place and time in which they are read suits them.

But I've never despised myself so much as I did that day - she was so small and - so fierce, so beautiful , it was like breaking a hawk's wings, stopping up a clear spring with bricks - digging up roses to make space to park your tank. Pointless and ugly.

Incredible. It is just incredible that you can notice something like that when your face is so cold you can't feel it anymore, and you know perfectly well you are surrounded by death, and the only way to stay alive is to endure the howling wind and hold your course. And still the sky is beautiful.

And you know, it was like I was breathing my own self back into me to say these word,s to remember that these things existed--the green trees of the eastern woodland at home in North America, their strong and supple branches, sunlight through the trees.

You know how sometimes when you come home and you haven't seen a place for so long that it seems unbelievably beautiful, and you want to cry because you love it so much you think it's going to break your heart? I felt like that, too. I am HOME.

That's why we like to make things pretty; it's just'cause we're so dang sick of cleaning up horrible messes. Same instinct

I was looking in the window of a newer Canaan, but the dew on its lilies tasted like salt.

Loveliest of any blossoming thing to her was that green stalk with its white bells. White was the most beautiful color she knew. Yet when she would say that to Amos he would remind her that the brown of the earth from which the flowers came was a good color too.