Quotes About Beauty

And among the leaves were white flowers with petals half-unfolded like the lips of people smiling at their own thoughts.

The dews that wet the tender grass, At the sun's birth, too quickly pass, Nor e'er can hope to see it rise In full perfection to the skies." Shiônagon, who now joined them, and heard the above distich, consoled the nun with the following:— "The dews will not so quickly pass, Nor shall depart before they see The full perfection of the grass, They loved so well in infancy.

In haste to plunge into morning mists, You seem to have no heart for blossoms here.

The 'red-tinged flower' is far from fair, Nor do my eyes delight to see, But yon red plum which blossoms there, Is full of loveliness to me.

Gosensh? 1107 (?shik?chi no Mitsune): "Naturally the person who planted it has grown old ... but how tall the pine is now!

Mona Lisa in her prime smiled in steady composure even though she had just come from the dentist and her lower jaw was swollen.

A work of art is like living people.

It was then that Miss Brodie looked beautiful and fragile, just as dark, heavy Edinburgh itself could suddenly be changed into a floating city when the light was a special pearly white and fell upon one of the gracefully fashioned streets. In the same way Miss Brodie's masterful features became clear and sweet to Sandy when viewed in the curious light of the woman's folly, and she never felt more affection for her in her later years than when she thought upon Miss Brodie silly.

I knew that she was so clever that it was unnecessary for her to be beautiful.

The mentoring of children and adolescents by people who themselves know in some way their own wholeness, and can thus recognize the beauty and wholeness in others, is the sacred responsibility of the adults in any healthy society.

A woman may be beautiful but have poor character. A man may be a business genius, making money left and right, but lack common courtesy, sensitivity, and compassion.

Art is affirmation.

To look upon that landscape in the early morning, with the sun at your back, is to lose the sense of proportion.

He used both hands when he made the bear. Imagine a bear proceeding from the hands of God.

Abel,' she said after a moment, 'do you think that I am beautiful?' She had gone to the opposite wall and turned. She leaned back with her hands behind her, throwing her head a little in order to replace a lock of hair that had fallen across her brow. She sucked at her cheeks, musing. 'No, not beautiful,' he said.

But poetry, romance, love, beauty? These are what we stay alive for!

Kopar goncalar? henüz vakit varken bugün Anlamazs?n zaman nas?l kanatlan?r, uçar gider O gonca sana gülücükler saçarken bugün Gelince yar?n, sarar?r solar, boynunu büker.

The sky is a blue so clean it verges on joy.

The scent of the tree's flowers can stop conversation. Rohan knows no purer source of melancholy.

The truth isn't always beauty, but the hunger for it is.

You do realize this makes your wings even more unique. Are you saying you shot me as a cosmetic procedure?

Beauty ensnares hearts, captures minds, and stirs up emotional wildfires.

Humans, like flowers and animals, inhabit a form that is both functional and aesthetic.

He didn't want anything new in his life, no matter how beautiful.