Quotes About Beauty

I'm getting older so I've started to smile more, because I want the crow's feet to go up.

Look at me, chica." When she does, I repeat, "Eres hermosa." "What does it mean?" "You're beautiful.

I've never seen anythin' sexier in my life, and she's not even naked yet.

It's not Brittney's face, not her smile, not even her eyes. All of that surface stuff made the world see her as beautiful, but it was the deeper stuff that made her different.

Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?

Listen, I didn't ask for a face and body girls find attractive. But thanks to the mixture of my parents' DNA, I've got them, and I'm not ashamed to use 'em.

And the days went by, and I forgot I was a fallen acomat, and began to feel the beauty of my own two woman's legs again, and started to walk.

Outside, the stars looked as if they were dancing around the moon, and it was as if all beauty and even life itself had taken refuge in the heavenly bodies.

She would go to and fro amid all this in a sort of permanent joy and richness, as if Indian poppies, congo canes, hummingbirds, and orange trees were enough to fill a woman's heart with complete satisfaction.

Humanism was not wrong in thinking that truth, beauty, liberty, and equality are of infinite value, but in thinking that man can get them for himself without grace.

A beautiful woman looking at her image in the mirror may very well believe the image is herself. An ugly woman knows it is not.

Everything beautiful has a mark of eternity.

The sea is not less beautiful in our eyes because we know that sometimes ships are wrecked by it.

We have to endure the discordance between imagination and fact. It is better to say, "I am suffering," than to say, "This landscape is ugly.

True definition of science: the study of the beauty of the world.

Belle sono le mani di quelle che hanno amato, anche se soffrono, loro hanno conosciuto la cuntintizza. Vale la pena innamurarsi.

Painting is silent poetry, and poetry painting that speaks.

Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting with the gift of speech.

You are young men and not children. The idea is that art allows the child imprisoned inside the adult to come out to play and celebrate the world and its beauty." He said that art was intimately linked with immortality: a challenge to death and time, a celebration of life.

I am not asking you to do that because the tree is ugly—actually it is just as attractive as the other trees. I don't create ugly, ever!11 You won't be able to look at the fruit and think, That must taste horrible. It is a fine-looking tree. So it's simple. Trust me, obey me, and love me because of who I am and because you are enjoying what I have given to you. Trust me, obey me, and you will grow.

No matter even if you are cold, I like you better than anybody in the world. One time I said that you were my soul. And that still goes. You're all the things that I see in a sunset when I'm driving in from the country, the things that I like but can't make poetry of.

Life has proved bitter and deceptive to Philip because of the artist in him, because he has kept seeking a beauty and significance that isn't life's to give; but Steve is a shrewd little realist, who, given opportunity to meet life on its own terms, ought to make a fair success of it.

Don't worry, look out the window and enjoy the view.

God knew the African woman was going to have a very, very hard life. That is why He gave her skin as tough as Mother Earth herself. He gave her that tough, timeless skin so that her woes would not be written all over her face, so that her face would not be a map to her torn and tattered heart.