Quotes About Beauty

I can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses. It's all how you look at it.

Wrinkles should only indicate where smiles have been.

Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. - Her lips suck forth my soul; see, where it flies! -

"What is your fortune, my pretty maid?" "My face is my fortune, sir," she said.

Nothing is so hideous as an obsolete fashion.

Art produces ugly things which frequently become beautiful with time. Fashion, on the other hand, produces beautiful things which always become ugly with time.

Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.

Flowers may beckon towards us, but they speak toward heaven and God.

Flowers are words Which even a babe may understand.

But ne'er the rose without the thorn.

Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose.

Tis the last rose of summer. Left blooming alone.

Say it with flowers.

One thing is certain and the rest is lies; The Flower that once has blown for ever dies.

When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky the night, I mourn'd - and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.

Her breasts and arms ached with the beauty of her own forgiveness.

My gratitude for good writing is unbounded; I'm grateful for it the way I'm grateful for the ocean.

The tulip is, among flowers, what the peacock is among birds. A tulip lacks scent, a peacock has an unpleasant voice. The one takes pride in its garb, the other in its tail.

One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach.

Friends are like a pleasant park where you wish to go; while you may enjoy the flowers, you may not eat them.

Now and then one sees a face which has kept its smile pure and undefiled. Such a smile transfigures; such a smile, if the artful but know it, is the greatest weapon a face can have.

A garden is a lovesome thing - God wot! Rose plot, Fringed pool, Fern grot - The veriest school Of peace; and yet the fool Contends that God is not. - Not God in gardens! When the sun is cool? Nay, but I have a sign! 'Tis very sure God walks in mine.

The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth his handiwork.

Far away in the sunshine are my highest inspirations. I many not reach them, but I can look up and see the beauty, believe in them and try to follow where they lead.