Quotes About Beauty

Nature gives you the face you possess at twenty, she always quoted to her daughter Fanny. Life the face you possess at thirty. But the face you have at fifty is the face you deserve.

What do you know of love? It comes from being with someone, from facing life together! Life in its awfulness as well as its joy! You love a handsome face. Nothing more!

The beauty comes with the balance. Everyone should find his own balance in his personal as well as his professional life. Once you do so, you will feel and look beautiful.

Sometimes in the morning, when it's a good surf, I go out there, and I don't feel like it's a bad world.

Life is filled with pain and beauty. It's a journey, a learning experience. You've always been a girl who has had to learn by doing, not by watching and listening--don't change that. Don't change that now--you're too young.

I've no idea if she's ugly or beautiful; it's kind of irrelevant. As long as it's her.

Tentavo di imparare il suo corpo a memoria, come se dovesse svanire da un momento all'altro (...) E' buffo, lei pensa di essere del tutto insignificante. Non ho idea se sia bella o brutta, per me la cosa è del tutto priva di interesse. Solo lei è come lei.

Impossible de décrire ce sourire-là sans plonger dans le monde merveilleux des vieux standards de bal musette. Dedans il y avait du soleil, des fraises des bois, des gazouillis d'oiseaux et des reflets sur un lac de montagne.

Outer beauty attracts, but inner beauty captivates.

It's so different when you change your hair color, you're treated so differently. It's a very funny experience. It's fun - I love changing up my hair.

Los Angeles. . . . It was some sort of organic ruin, an accident of architecture and brutal necessity. The iridescence was somehow almost legible, suggesting a calligraphy of exposed bone, transparencies, experimental skin grafts. The blood of Los Angeles was a red neon wash, a kind of sea of autistic traffic lights.

walking on boulevards and beaches, examining postcards, studying angles of light and shadow

Watching the painter painting And all the time, the light is changing And he keeps painting That bit there, it was an accident But he's so pleased It's the best mistake, he could make And it's my favourite piece It's just great --- excerpt from the song "An Architect's Dream" from the album Aerial

You You are a person of unknown reasons, Reacting with movements and noises. You may be bold, wear glasses, or have freckles, Yet inside you there may be great feelings Of beauty and love, fighting to appear On the pimpled surface. It reaches out - "I love you." A laugh, a jeer. The feelings are trapped and you, You - disappear.

He's shocked to find I am middle aged. I'm not shocked. Inside me are the Russian dolls of the women and girls I've been before each more beautiful and unhappy than the current.

I'm sorry, darling, but it's the only face I've got.

Once there was a princess who was very beautiful. She shone bright as the stars on a moonless night. But what difference did it make that she was beautiful? None. No difference." Why did it make no difference?" asked Abilene. Because," said Pellegrina, "She was a princess who loved no one and cared nothing for love, even though there were many who loved her.

Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful World, With the wonderful water round you curled, And the wonderful grass upon your breast, World, you are beautifully drest!

They say that your eyes contain fire, that your face fills with light.

because when beauty awes you, you must halt and try to catch your breath and your staggered heart.

There's little enough joy, and far too much pain, in a world like this not to appreciate the beauty that comes your way. He

Words. I had always loved them. I collected them, like I had collected pretty stones as a child. I liked to roll words over my tongue like a lump of molten honeycomb, savouring the sweetness, the crackle, the crunch.

Words. I had always loved them. I collected them, like I had collected pretty stones as a child.

I wish I could paint like Raphael," Lucio said. "I'd paint you! You should smile more often - it's like dawn breaking over a snowfield.