Quotes About Beauty

Poetry has been the longest pleasure of my life.

Yet her physical beauty was as strong a part of her character ... Its first and lasting impression was one of vitality and endurance. That is to say, of power: a power as self-contained, as unoppressive as that of a splendid tree. [p. 10]

A pretty sight, a lady with a book.

I wasn't afraid of getting old, because I was never a great beauty.

I mean, no one asks beauty secrets of me, or 'What size do you wear?' or 'Who's your couturier?' They ask me about really deep things and I love that.

People don't associate red hair, pale skin, and freckles with beauty.

You shall have," Gillie said, "the king's bread and goat milk." "The magical goat milk?" "The same." "Will it make me beautiful?" "It cannot. You are already that.

Besides, what is pretty, anyway?" she continues. "Eyes? What does the color matter, as long as the ones you love can see themselves shining there? A mouth? Wide or narrow, so long as it speaks the truth.

The Beauty Ideal: What that ideal is unimportant, for any ideal leaves the majority out; ideals, by definition, are modeled on rare qualities. [...] If and when, by artificial methods, the majority can squeeze into the ideal, the ideal changes. If it were attainable, what good it would be? For the exclusivity of the beauty ideal serves a clear political function. Someone - most women - will be left out.

When we hear the sound of the pine trees on a windy day, perhaps the wind is just blowing, and the pine tree is just standing in the wind. That is all they are doing. But the people who listen to the wind in the tree will write a poem, or will feel something unusual. That is, I think, the way everything is.

After the wand stops I see a flower falling. Because of the singing bird I find the mountain calmness.

When we see a part of the moon covered by a cloud, or a tree, or a weed, we feel how round the moon is. But when we see the clear moon without anything covering it, we do not feel that roundness the same way we do when we see it through something else.

Of the three of us, I alone was allowed to enter Amma's bedroom and watch her get dressed for special occasions. It was an experience I considered almost religious, for, even though I adored the goddesses of the local cinema, Amma was the final statement in female beauty for me.

Pamper yourself as if GOD made you the Ambassador of Perfection!!!!!

We'll probably never save our souls - but hell, at least we'll get our hair sorted.

Elegance is not everything.

She raised her head and stared at the birds with him, caught in a web of awe and loneliness.

Perhaps this sort of thing drove Oscar Wilde to reflect, 'Death must be so beautiful; to have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forget life, to be at peace.' There was a great deal to become yet for all that had been my undoing. ––

Of all the women in the world the Parisian woman is the best to look at. When one knows her one discovers that she is not quite so different from other women as one would suppose from the way that she does her hair.

Out of the hills of Habersham,Down the valleys of Hall.

In the matter of furnishing, I find a certain absence of ugliness far worse than ugliness.

How can one help shivering with delight when one's hot fingers close around the stem of a live flower, cool from the shade and stiff with newborn vigor!

EVERYONE suddenly burst out singing; And I was filled with such delight As prisoned birds must find in freedom, Winging wildly across the white Orchards and dark-green fields; on—on—and out of sight. Everyone's voice was suddenly lifted; And beauty came like the setting sun: My heart was shaken with tears; and horror Drifted away ... O, but Everyone Was a bird; and the song was wordless; the singing will never be done.

Mute in that golden silence hung with green, Come down from heaven and bring me in your eyes Remembrance of all beauty that has been, And stillness from the pools of Paradise.