Quotes About Beauty

I take photographs with love, so I try to make them art objects. But I make them for myself first and foremost - that is important.

I look a hundred and weigh 110 - you won't love me when you see the wreck England has made me.

I have this personal affinity for the desert. I am fascinated by the desert. I love it.

To love a painting is to feel that this presence is ... not an object but a voice.

With the exception of love, friendship and the beauty of Art, I don't see much else that can nurture human life.

I love my sculptures, and I was lucky I had them for 50 years because no one would look at them and I really liked having them around.

In the created world around us we see the Eternal Artist, Eternal Love at work.

Every flower about a house certifies to the refinement of somebody. Every vine climbing and blossoming tells of love and joy

No more rules, the freedom of dressing. The beauty of mixing vintage clothes with a pair of jeans that I love.

If it be true that any beautiful thing raises the pure and just desire of man from earth to God, the eternal fount of all, such I believe my love.

I love to accentuate my eyes, so I'll wear eyeshadow and mascara.

Only in Heaven will everything be as beautiful as spring, as pleasant as autumn, and as full of love as summer.

Come out of the azure. Love the day. Do not leave the sky out of your landscape.

When we see the Beloved in each person, it's like walking through a garden, watching flowers bloom all around us.

Two people in love, alone, isolated from the world, that's beautiful.

It is kindness in a person, not beauty that wins our love

True love will never fade like a rainbow.

Art is the accomplice of love.

Only those who love color are admitted to its beauty and immanent presence. It affords utility to all, but unveils its deeper mysteries only to its devotees.

Beauty is often worse than wine intoxicating both the holder and beholder.

She's kind of a walking poem, she's this perfect beauty...but at the same time very deep, very smart.

The beauty, the poetry of the fear in their eyes. I didn't mind going to jail for, what, five, six hours? It was absolutely worth it.

The beauty, the poetry of the fear in their eyes. I didn't mind going to jail for, what, five, six hours? It was absolutely worth it.

Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice,Warmer than a summer night.The clouds were like an alabaster palace,Rising to a snowy height.Each star its own aurora borealis,Suddenly you held me tight.I could see the midnight sun.