Quotes About Beauty

Youth, even in its sorrows, always possesses its own peculiar radiance.

Certainly she was wonderfully beautiful. All that could be said of her that was in any sense critical was that there seemed to be a contradiction between the look in her eyes, which tended to melancholy, and the brightness of her smile. This had a somewhat disconcerting effect, so that at moments her charming face was puzzling without ceasing to be delightful.

She flourishes and grows green amid ruins; she has ivy for the stones and love for man.

Knowing that she was beautiful, she felt thoroughly, although in an indistinct way, that she had a weapon. Women play with their beauty as children do with their knives. They would themselves with it.

What matters it if the earth be red! the moon remains white; these are the indifferences of the sky.

O Josephine, face more than irregular, you would be charming were you not all askew. You have the air of a pretty face upon which some one has sat down by mistake.

His only theatre is the free show that god provides, the sky and the stars, flowers and children, mankind who's sufferings he shares and the created world in which he is trying his wings

How pretty it is here! It was an awful hovel, but she felt free.

Ima jedan prizor koji je ve?i od mora, to je nebo; ima jedan prizor koji je ve?i od neba, to je unutrašnjost duše.

her nose was not handsome— it was pretty; neither straight nor curved, neither Italian nor Greek; it was the Parisian nose, that is to say, spiritual, delicate, irregular, pure,—which drives painters to despair, and charms poets.

Il y a un spectacle plus grand que la mer, c'est le ciel ; il y a un spectacle plus grand que le ciel, c'est l'intérieur de l'âme.

Style is the shape the ideal takes, rhythm, its movement.

When grace is joined with wrinkles, it is adorable. There is an unspeakable dawn in happy old age.

Then she looked at Marius, put on a strange expression and said to him, "Do you know, Monsieur Marius, you're a very pretty boy?

Nothing oppresses the heart like symmetry.

Knowing that she was beautiful, she was thoroughly conscious, though in an indistinct fashion, that she possessed a weapon. Women play with their beauty as children do with a knife. They wound themselves.

Ah! my poor Bahorel, she is a superb girl, very literary, with tiny feet, little hands, she dresses well, and is white and dimpled, with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her.

Come fu che le loro labbra s'incontrarono? Come avviene che l'uccello canta, che la neve si scioglie, che la rosa sboccia, che maggio dà i suoi fiori, che l'alba imbianca dietro gli alberi neri le cime frementi delle colline? Un bacio, e fu tutto.

Um pequeno jardim para passear e a imensidão para sonhar. A seus pés, o que se pode cultivar e colher; sobre sua cabeça, o que se pode meditar e estudar; algumas flores na terra e todas as estrelas no céu.

One would say, to see all these snow-flakes fall, that there was a plague of white butterflies in heaven.

Women play with their beauty as children do with a knife. They wound themselves.

Ali junski pljuskovi nisu ništa. Jedva i primetite, jedan sat posle kakve provale oblaka, da je taj lepi plavi dan plakao.

Creyéndose bella, conocía muy bien, aunque de un modo vago, que tenía un arma. Las mujeres juegan con su belleza como los niños con un cuchillo, y se hieren.

The beautiful is as useful as the useful. ... perhaps more so.