Quotes About Beauty

It was difficult to anticipate—in these monsters with enormous, fantastic beaks which they opened wide immediately after birth, hissing greedily to show the backs of their throats, in these lizards with frail, naked bodies of hunchbacks—the future peacocks, pheasants, grouse or condors. Placed in cotton wool, in baskets, this dragon brood lifted blind, walleyed heads on thin necks, croaking voicelessly from their dumb throats.

One imagined these barrel organs, beautifully painted, carried on the backs of little grey old men, whose indistinct faces, corroded by life, seemed covered by cobwebs – faces with watery, immobile eyes slowly leaking away, emaciated faces as discoloured and innocent as the cracked and weathered bark of trees, and now like bark smelling only of rain and sky.

I judge a novel by whether or not it turns my blood into starlight.

I'm just confused. Everything's confusing. Everything beautiful is far away, or maybe everything far away is beautiful. It's like how the grass is greener on the other side. Grass just looks nicer from the other side, you know? Grass where you're standing looks like dirt with hair.

Many openly show discontentment with their looks, but few with their intelligence. I, however, assure you there are many more plain minds than faces.

Every persons true identity is beautiful, and much of the ugliness we observe in others was put inside of them by external influences.

Each person is like a beautiful flower growing in Gods garden. Every soul is a child of creation, and is worthy of all the blessings and beauties of the gift of life.

You do not have to do anything to defend yourself in life; just BE beautiful, and life will defend you.

You will be a beautiful person, as long as you see the beauty in others.

A life of success comes from seeking a life of beauty.

Seek goodness and be goodness. Seek beauty and be beauty. Seek love and be love.

Courtesy is a silver lining around the dark clouds of civilization; it is the best part of refinement and in many ways, an art of heroic beauty in the vast gallery of man's cruelty and baseness.

I stand upon my native hills again, Broad, round, and green, that in the summer sky With garniture of waving grass and grain, Orchards, and beechen forests, basking lie, While deep the sunless glens are scooped between, Where brawl o'er shallow beds the streams unseen.

Art is the production of the beautiful and the sublime in nature and man.

When I am working on a problem, I never think about beauty. I think only of how to solve the problem. But when I have finished, if the solution is not beautiful, I know it is wrong.

When we left, the sun was taking its evening dip, slipping down into the ocean inch by inch like a fat woman afraid of the water.

If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.

If you wish to know the divine, feel the wind on your face and the warm sun on your hand.

I'm not trying to stump anybody... it's the beauty of the language that I'm interested in.

The readers are in love with shipwrecks and terrible disasters. And they make it sound very tragic...but also...wonderful. I don't know how they do it. Or why they do it...They make death sound beautiful, just because the lines rhyme and the poet puts his words together right. But it's mot really like that. - Anne Shirley

Bullfighting can be an art Boxing can be an art Loving can be an art Opening a can of sardines can be an art

He saw her eyes bright as stars; he saw her lips, and was not satisfied with only seeing them.

Son, if a maiden love thee, thou shalt appear handsome in her sight; she shall praise thine eyes, and the corners of thy mouth, yea, she shall admire thy hands. Though thou wert even as the orangutan yet shall she paint thee with fancies.

Painting, when we have allowed for the pleasure of imitation, can only affect simply by the images it presents; and even in painting, a judicious obscurity in some things contributes to the effect of the picture.