Quotes About Beauty

Sur terre, ce ne sont pas les occasions de s'émerveiller qui manquent, mais les émerveillés.

It was Plato who bridged the gap between poetry and philosophy; for, in his work, appearance, despised by his Eleatic and Sophist predecessors, became a reflected image of perfection. He set poets the task of writing philosophically, not only in the sense of giving instruction, but in the sense of striving, by the imitation of appearance, to arrive at its true essence and to show its insufficiency measured by the beauty of the Idea.

You can build something beautiful from stones that are put in your way.

Life did not intend to make us perfect. Whoever is perfect belongs in a museum.

What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died? That she was beautiful. And brilliant. That she loved Mozart and Bach. And the Beatles. And me.

Adam Cullen was a unique and larger-than-life figure in contemporary Australian art," it began. "His public persona obscured to a certain extent his significant contribution to art practice … The pathos of his subject matter also has a form of abject beauty, the beauty of the decayed and coming apart, of a humanity that is to be found in failed endeavours, misunderstandings and missed connections.

The smell of peace is abroad, the air is cold, the skies are brittle, and the leaves have finally fallen. I wear a pony coat with skin like watered silk and muff of lamb. My fingers lie in depths of warmth. I have a jacket of silver sequins and heavy bracelets of rich corals. I wear about my neck a triple thread-like chain of lapis lazulis and pearls. On my face is softness and content like a veil of golden moonlight. And I have never in all my lives been so lonely.

Ephemeral emotions can be saved in the backyard of our memory. Beauty and poetry are stored in the mind and illuminate our thoughts. ( "Living life as a poem" )

How many people are ready to die for beauty, prepared to go through an infernal desert of starvation. Absence of beauty means ultimate loneliness. Absence of beauty means guilt and exile into a no-man's land. Life is an outcast's journey through a gloomy valley, when beauty has forsaken. ("Absence of beauty was like hell").

And at five o'clock in the morning we left to drive to Old Tucson, and I sat with my mouth open in the van. I was stunned by the beauty of that country.

You're still beautiful to me. You always will be.

He set a brisk pace through the trees, but not so fast that he failed to notice the brilliant green fronds of new bracken beginning to unfurl, or the first pale buds of primroses pushing out of their green coverings. Birdsong filled the air, and the fresh scent of growing things.

You'll never make me ashamed of who I am or what I look like.

The forest stretched away before him. Beneath his paws he could feel the crisp crackle of newly fallen leaves. Silverpelt glittered in the sky like morning dew scattered on black fur.

Silverpelt glittered in the sky like morning dew scattered on black fur.

SPOTTEDLEAF—beautiful dark tortoiseshell she-cat with a distinctive dappled coat

Now Darkstripe, is neither young nor pretty.

How are your kits?" he asked. Graystripe purred proudly. "They're wonderful!" he eclared. "The she-kit is just like her mothe, every bit as beautiful and with the same temper! She gives her den mother quite a bit trouble, but every cat loves her. Especially Crookedstar. The tom is more easygoing, happy whatever he's doing." "Like his father," remarked Fireheart. "And almost as handsome," boasted Graystripe, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

at the sight of the snow that capped the highest crags.

Swallowtail's

Fireheart admired the ripple of her fur as she moved.

The rising sun broke over the trees and flooded the clearing with light and warmth, and it seemed to Firestar that no dawn had ever been brighter.

Star Flower

streaks of scarlet and gold were staining the blue.