Quotes About Beauty

The birds brought seeds & flowers & bits of brightly colored string & placed them in her hair while she slept so she would remember the wild joy of spring when she finally awoke.

She said she usually cried at least once each day not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful & life was so short.

You dig deeper and it gets more and more complicated, and you get confused, and it's tricky and it's hard, but... It is beautiful.

One of the beautiful things about mathematical physics is that equations contain stories.

Well, then," said Lilith, "by all means, show her around. Expose her to the beauty of Mother Earth." A chill went down Arisha's back. She could swear she saw a split tongue in Lilith's mouth. Almost like the garter snakes she had played with in the forest. Maybe it was the mushrooms. She saw three tame looking hyenas sitting off a short distance from Lilith and her children, watching them like loyal dogs—or guardians.

These elements of the high priest's garments, as well as the other Levites' wardrobe were for the purpose of glory and beauty. But on this Day of Atonement, there was yet more glory and beauty at work. Eleazer first washed himself at the brazen laver that stood before the Tent of Meeting to cleanse himself for the ritual.

It was a magnificent setting in a remote part of the world. My kind of place.

The oaks were a mellow orange, the maples a blazing red, the birches a creamy yellow, and then ippy air between them was suffused with the golden light of late afternoon. It bit gently, with a promise of winter and the icy teeth to come.

His could be the seductive face of an angel or a devil. A single stroke by the artist — or a vandal — could tilt it in favor of one or the other.

All little creatures are beautiful...every living thing when it first sees life is born in beauty. What they grow to be is a different matter.

Hay grandes verdades, belleza y sabiduría en todas las grandes tradiciones religiosas. Conviene conocerlas todas, como un estudiante, porque un cambio de la perspectiva espiritual puede acelerar el progreso espiritual. No

El amor es una flor que brota en las cuatro estaciones.

She watched the glass, a plain woman, changing all to the delightful illusion of beauty. There was still time: for her ugliness was destined to bloom late, hidden first by the unformed gawkiness of youth, budding to plainness in young womanhood and now flowering to slow maturity in her early forties, it still awaited the subtle garishness which only decay could bring to fruition: a garishness which, when arrived at, would preclude all efforts at the mirror game.

She was thinking that she was foolish to hope that someday, if she found the right path, she would be continuously happy. No one is that fortunate. The moments of beauty, the moments when you feel blessed, are only moments; but memory and imagination, treasuring them, can string them together like the delicate glories on the necklace her father had given her. Everything else passes away; that which you love remains. She had to believe this, even if she wasn't sure it was true.

Schiller had no illusions about the scale of his own achievement, but he had tried, through art, to bring a little more beauty, a little more tolerance, a little more coherence into the world, and now he felt he had earned the right to look back at the statue with an unembarrassed eye.

I'm, if possible, more convinced than ever that this is the most beautiful part of the world, but it's an almost metallic, two-dimensional beauty with no warmth or gentleness to trick or woo you into liking it. Its great bleak loveliness is just there, hard and sharp, forever and ever.

The machine was so intricate, so complicated, that he almost got dizzy looking at it. Even in its sad state of disrepair, it was beautiful.

Like a mermaid rising from an ocean of paper, the girl emerged across the room.

1God of Heaven's Armies, You find so much beauty in your people! They're like lovely sanctuaries of your presence.b

16Let us see your miracles again, and let the rising generation see the glorious wonders you're famous for. 17O Lord our God, let your sweet beauty rest upon us and give us favor. Come work with us, and then our works will endure and give us success in all we do!

People are beautiful. Life can be, too.

Monica Swinton, twenty-nine, of graceful shape and lambent eye, went and sat in her living room, arranging her limbs with taste. She began by sitting and thinking; soon she was just sitting. Time waited on her shoulder with the maniac slowth it reserves for children, the insane, and wives whose husbands are away improving the world.

She also loved beautiful things, and seems to have embraced early a philosophy penned by the writer Toni Cade Bambara: "Beauty is care, just as ugly is carelessness.

Angie thought God deserved prettier stationary.