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Quotes About Beauty

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~ Mary Alice Monroe
worry about you, Caretta. You are a strong woman, true enough. But strength without flexibility makes one hard. Come September, when those fierce winds blow in from the sea, those hardwoods crack, splinter and fall. But the pliant palms are resilient and they bend with the wind. This is the secret of a Southern woman. Strength, resilience and beauty. We are never hard.
~ Mary Alice Monroe
Seeing a sunset, Linnea felt connected both to the earth below and God above.
~ Mary Alice Monroe
How easy it is to dismiss the outer packaging without an inkling that one is thereby missing the precious beauty within.
~ Mary Balogh
Why did people assume that the beautiful among them needed nothing but their beauty to bring them happiness? That behind the beauty there was nothing but an empty shell, insensitive shell?
~ Mary Balogh
The real meaning of things lies deep down and the real meaning of things is always beautiful because it is simply love.
~ Mary Balogh
The ugliness at the heart of beauty. Is there always ugliness, do you suppose? Even when the object is very, very beautiful?
~ Mary Balogh
It is a common failing of men. They see someone they consider beautiful and desirable and eligible, and they imagine that they love her. In fact, though, they love themselves reflected in her eyes.
~ Mary Balogh
But really there was no hurry. It is time to love, he had said downstairs. And time was not always just one second long or even one minute or one hour. Those were artificial divisions, imposed by humankind. Time was infinite. And it was time to love... ...Even infinity had an end. They had loved. And somehow having loved was quite as beautiful as loving. For of course there was no real end to it. Infinity might have an end, but love did not.
~ Mary Balogh
a pearl probably does not look so very remarkable either while it is still hidden inside its shell.
~ Mary Balogh
As the sun rose slowly above the eastern horizon, the caps of the great mountains lit up one after the other, like lamps at a festival, until they were all ruddy and glowing.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
In England the emerald-green kind is probably the commonest, I have seen it also in the woods of France and Belgium, in far-away Massachusetts, and on the banks of the Niagara River.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
The sun had long set, but one blood-red gash like an open wound lay low in the distant west.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
The sight of the fair young girl, as frank and wholesome as the Sierra breezes, had stirred his volcanic, untamed heart to its very depths.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
Todas las demás cosas, nuestros poderes, nuestros deseos, nuestro alimento, todos son realmente necesarios en primera instancia para nuestra existencia. Pero esta rosa se nos da por añadidura. Su aroma y su color son un adorno de la vida, no una condición de ésta. Sólo la bondad se da por añadidura y por eso, repito, tenemos mucho que esperar de las flores.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
When we know everything about this earth, the romance and poetry will all have been wiped away from it. There is nothing so artistic as a haze.
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
it was the ugliness of character, which is as attractive as beauty. His
~ Arthur Conan Doyle
She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret.
~ Arthur Golden
I will think of you every time I need to be reminded that there is beauty and goodness in the world.
~ Arthur Golden
A tree may look as beautiful as ever; but when you notice the insects infesting it, and the tips of the branches that are brown from disease, even the trunk seems to lose some of its magnificence.
~ Arthur Golden
I was thanking him for...well, for something I'm not sure I can explain even now. For showing me that something besides cruelty could be found in the world, I suppose.
~ Arthur Golden
And then I became aware of all the magnificent silk wrapped around my body, and had the feeling I might drown in beauty. At that moment, beauty itself struck me as a kind of painful melancholy.
~ Arthur Golden
At that moment, beauty itself struck me as a kind of painful melancholy.
~ Arthur Golden
The swan who goes on living in its parents' tree will die; this is why those who are beautiful and talented bear the burden of finding their own way in the world.
~ Arthur Golden