Quotes About Beauty

Say something. Something smart. Our stares connected. His eyes were still the same; calculating, lupine, and heated by amber magic from within. "You're late," I told him. Yes! Brilliant. I said a thing and it made sense. It had a subject and a verb and they went together. Catalina Baylor one, Instagram Alessandro a big fat zero. "Beauty takes time." "Oh, get over yourself." I stepped aside.

There were bags under my eyes and they weren't Prada.

But why is it so . . . aesthetically lacking?" "It's tradition. The uglier the bridesmaid's dress, the better the bride looks. Also, it's a great distraction. Everyone who witnessed me leaving will remember this monstrosity and little else.

True beauty is in how that person makes you feel. When a man truly loves you, the longer you are together, the more beautiful you will be to him. When he looks at you and you look at him, you won't just see the surface. You will see everything you shared, everything you've been through, and every happy moment you hope for." Her

The dusk had arrived on the wings of a night moth, silent and soft. The sky above me darkened to a deep, beautiful purple. Stars glowed high above, and below them, as if inspired by their light, tiny fireflies awoke and crawled from their shelter in the leaves.

There was more to it than that—my mother's face had feminine gentleness. Mine didn't, at least not when compared to hers. If we were to stand side by side in a room full of people, I wouldn't get a single glance. And if someone had stopped to chat me up, she could've stolen him with a single smile. Pretty . . . Yeah. Nice understatement, Dad. On the other hand, if the same people had to pick one of us to kick a bad guy in the kneecap, I'd get the vote, no problem.

Derek, never ever tell a woman that someone is prettier than her. You'll make an enemy for life.

I asked him if he was leaving anyone behind. He said he'd met a girl with stardust on her robe, and when he looked into her eyes, he saw the universe looking back.

Radomil was pretty. There was no other word for it. His hair, a rich golden blond, lay in waves on his head, framing a perfectly symmetrical face. A generous mouth stretched in a happy smile showing white teeth, a touch of stubble on the chin, high cheekbones, and glass-bottle-green eyes, framed in dense, dark blond eyelashes.

He said he'd met a girl with stardust on her robe, and when he looked into her eyes, he saw the universe looking back.

She looked beautiful and alive, as if the planet had exhaled its magic and conjured her from its breath to taunt him. He wanted to touch her to see if she was real. The woods spread for many kilometers around them, steeped in night shadows and glowing with delicate color. The temple sat within them like a tiny man-made island, and their fire was its heart. It felt like they were the last two people on the planet, just him and her.

Your teeth are too perfect, Hugh. I can help you with that.

In her rare moments of desperation, she wanted a man to look at her like she meant the world to him, and failing that, she would settle for someone who thought she was beautiful and told her

She said that there was a unique beauty to the imperfection. No other cup would ever be chipped in quite the same way. It reminded her to pay attention, for every moment could offer an experience that would leave her forever changed.

wanted a man to look at her like she meant the world to him, and failing that, she would settle for someone who thought she was beautiful and told her so. William would probably fit that bill. Part of

Every woman should be told she's attractive. Men are seduced by their eyes, women by their ears. I would tell you every night and every morning." He

In all judgements by which we describe anything as beautiful, we allow no one to be of another opinion.

Beauty presents an indeterminate concept of Understanding, the sublime an indeterminate concept of Reason.

When he puts a thing on a pedestal and calls it beautiful, he demands the same delight from others. He judges not merely for himself, but for all men, and then speaks of beauty as if it were the property of things.

La belleza artística no consiste en representar una cosa bella, sino en la bella representación de una cosa.

When the delicious perfume of the sakura quickens the morning air, as the sun in its course rises to illumine first the isles of the Far East, few sensations are more serenely exhilarating than to inhale, as it were, the very breath of beauteous day.

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Like a patchwork quilt, I realize now that it's the culmination of small beautiful moments that makes the quilt of our lives so beautiful. And even though we haven't had as much time to create the fabric for the squares of ours, I know without a doubt that I will leave behind an entire quilt of beautiful moments.

I wonder how it is that we go along year after year never questioning the routines we've set for ourselves, never wondering if it could be different. I feel as if I've opened a door and discovered a way of life that makes so much more sense to me. A slower pace that allows me to actually see the beauty around me. Hear the song in the sounds and feel appreciation for it all.