Quotes About Beauty

A man wasn't equal to an animal, not one particle of him. Human life was stinking corrupt, and meanwhile there were beautiful creatures who lived with delicacy on the earth without doing anyone harm. "We should be dying." the judge almost wept.

All day, the colors had been those of dusk, mist moving like a water creature across the great flanks of mountains possessed of ocean shadows and depths.

Sometimes, lying out on Aunt Ivy and Uncle Holt's back lawn, it'd felt as if I could stretch out my arms and my fingertips and rake them across the underside of the heavens and end up with a fistful of stars.

The wren and the nightingale sound nothing alike, but think how dull the world would be without the songs of both birds. —Miss Kanagawa

I'd rather act from the neck up,"Gia said."I feel very sorry for those who try get by on beauty only because when the beauty is gone,what will they have left to build a career upon?

The bridge of stars?" Janeway asked. "Uh-huh," Glenn said, nodding. "I can't remember the whole story. Two galaxies were one but over time, the natural expansion of the universe separated them. Still, they couldn't bear to be torn apart, so each of them sacrificed a few of their stars to leave a bridge between them so that no matter how far apart they drifted, they could never truly be separated." "That's beautiful," Chakotay said, glancing toward Janeway with a gentle smile.

Do you know how beautiful it is to be alive? Do you have any idea how few people really are? You've got a spark. And even now, after everything you've been through, it's as strong as ever.

And when she went to look at it, she nearly died of fright, it was so ugly. Its eyes were jellyfish, its hair of seaweed, and the mouth was like a mussel.

HOUSE Grow high. The devil can't find you. Grow deep. Buddha can't find you. Build a house and live there. Gourd creepers will climb over it, their flowers dazzling at midnight.

There might be a fresh, new kind of truth in a cabbage

In its eyethe far-off hills are mirrored—dragonfly!

What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.

Never forget: we walk on hell, gazing at flowers.

In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger.

Don't weep, insects -- Lovers, stars themselves, Must part.

Reflected in the dragonfly's eye -- mountains.

A world of grief and pain Flowers bloom Even then

This dewdrop world Is but a dewdrop world And yet —

Flowers scattering - The water we thirst for Far off, in the mist.

In this world we walk on the roof of hell, gazing at flowers

In these latter-day, Degenerate times, Cherry-blossoms everywhere!

How much are you enjoying yourself, tiger moth?

Non scordare: noi camminiamo sopra l'inferno, guardando i fiori.

Mondo di sofferenza: eppure i ciliegi sono in fiore!