Quotes About Beauty

I love Louisiana. It's amazing.

Have you ever watched a leaf leave a tree? It falls upward first, and then it drifts toward the ground, just as I find myself drifting towards you.

The fall is my favorite time of year. I love the colors. The sun is out, you get warmth on your skin but there's the coolness of the breeze. It's really comfortable.

I love the long grass coming up to meet the willows.

I love Joan Collins. She's a wonderful lady. She has such courage. She's such a good actress.

I'd love to design bridal dresses.

One marked feature of the people, both high and low, is a love for flowers.

If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad or singing weather.

I love getting dressed up and having someone do my make-up and feeling pretty.

I read poetry every day. I love the boiled down essence of poetry. I look for poetry in prose. In a way that evocative.

My friend, Sue Ann, in college pulled me aside and said, 'Honey I love you but you have got to start waxing your eyebrows. They look wild!' So thank you , that kinda changed my life.

Images are really powerful. People fall in love with images, and as a way of falling in love with someone because they're like an image.

Beauty lies within a person that is willing to do anything for their love, love is beauty within the heart.

Oh, to love what is lovely, and will not last! What a task to ask of anything, or anyone, yet it is ours, and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.

Every field and flower fades, but love is infinite.

To show great love for God and our neighbor we need not do great things. It is how much love we put in the doing that makes our offering something beautiful for God.

The memories of long love gather like drifting snow, poignant as the mandarin ducks who float side by side in sleep.

If there is God, I thought...Please some day let me make love to this girl while she wears that dress." "Oh..." "Tatiasha...isn't it nice to know there is a God?

We thought humble and proud at the same time, all at once in love again with this painful bittersweet lovely thing called flight.

I love nature, so I'd love to go out and just look at things and not care what I look like.

Thou shalt prove That beauty is no beauty without love.

Only God, my dear, Could love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair.

Never marry but for love; but see that thou lov'st what is lovely.

Oh, how this spring of love resembleth, The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all beauty of the Sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away