Quotes About Beauty

But every great scripture, whether Hebrew, Indian, Persian, or Chinese, apart from its religious value will be found to have some rare and special beauty of its own and in this respect the original Bible stands very high as a monument of sublime poetry and of artistic prose.

During the golden age of movie stars, there were plenty of actresses who were deemed unattractive at the start of their careers, but struggled and finally appeared more beautiful and more iconic. Sometimes that idea of being truly iconic has something to do with not necessarily being beautiful and thus trying harder.

Nothing makes you look older than attempting to look young.

The reason American cars don't sell anymore is that they have forgotten how to design the American Dream. What does it matter if you buy a car today or six months from now, because cars are not beautiful. That's why the American auto industry is in trouble: no design, no desire.

They are fat mummies sitting with their bags of crisps in front of the television, saying that thin models are ugly.

I think tattoos are horrible. It's like living in a Pucci dress full-time.

If I was a woman in Russia I would be a lesbian, as the men are very ugly.

Fjärilar skola veta att dö medan solen skiner.

As a rule, models are unfamiliar with what the word eating means to most people.

O prophet flowers! with lips of bloom, Surpassing, in their beauty, The pearly tints of ocean shells-- Ye teach me faith and duty.

The grandeur of each mountain peak That rears to heaven its granite form; The craggy cliffs where eagles shriek Amid the thunder and the storm.

How many varied scenes this world displays To fill the heart with joy, the lips with praise! Go where we may and Beauty follows too, With radiant smiles, and shapes forever new.

Where man sees but withered leaves, God sees the fair flowers growing.

The angel Beauty walks her radiant way: O, follow her! She never leads astray.

And if with prayer and praise they heart is filled, Its fever cooled, its stormy passions stilled, If thou dost catch faint glimpses of that shore Where sorrow dies, and parting is no more, And thou canst almost solve death's mystery, O, then, God's handmaid, Beauty, dwells with thee!

Our social realities are so ugly if seen in the light of exiled truth, and beauty is almost no longer possible if it is not a lie.

You're a storyteller. Dream up something wild and improbable," she pleaded. "Something beautiful and full of monsters." "Beautiful and full of monsters?" "All the best stories are.

I think you're a fairy tale. I think you're magical, and brave, and exquisite. And I hope you'll let me be in your story.

Stars got tangled in her hair whenever she played in the sky.

Once upon a time there was a silence that dreamed of becoming a song, and then I found you, and now everything is music.

But he is pretty. God, I hope he's not an asshole. Do you think there's any chance he's both non-orifice and single? I mean, seriously. What are the chances?

It was the first time either of them had ever held another's hand, and for them alone, the immensity of what unfolded that night was overshadowed by the perfect wonderment of fingers intertwined - as though this was what hands had always been for, and not for holding weapons at all.

And they gazed at themselves in it, side by side and hand in hand, and they beheld neither gods nor monsters. They were so nearly unchanged, and yet that one thing - the color of their skin - would, in the real world, change everything.

Beauty,' Brimstone had scoffed once. 'Humans are fools for it. As helpless as moths who hurl themselves at fire.