Quotes About Beauty

Then it was that books began to happen to me, and I began to believe in nothing but books and the wonderful world in books where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables, as we did in Kansas.

The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.

Besides, They'll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed— I, too, am America.

The night is beautiful, So the faces of my people. The stars are beautiful, So the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun. Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people.

I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams Were it not for your songs.

Anne burst out, "You know, I think I'd like to paint you." Michael said, "Oh, I say now, that would be lovely! He's so utterly Negro.

But, to my mind, it is the duty of the younger Negro artist, if he accepts any duties at all from outsiders, to change through the force of his art that old whispering "I want to be white," hidden in the aspirations of his people, to "Why should I want to be white? I am a Negro—and beautiful"?

Magnolia Flowers The quiet fading out of life In a corner full of ugliness.

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, I'll be at the table When company comes. Nobody'll dare Say to me, "Eat in the kitchen," Then. Besides, They'll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed-- I, too, am America.

Oh, God of Dust and Rainbows, Help us to see That without the dust the rainbow Would not be.

Did you know that if Barbie was a real woman with those proportions, she'd have to carry her kidneys in her purse?

If you want to know what's really going on in a society or ideology, follow the money. If money is flowing to advertising instead of musicians, journalists, and artists, then a society is more concerned with manipulation than truth or beauty.

The truth is not always beautiful, nor beautiful words the truth.

Truthful words are not beautiful beautiful words are not truthful. Good words are not persuasive persuasive words are not good.

Of all that is good, sublimity is supreme. Succeeding is the coming together of all that is beautiful. Furtherance is the agreement of all that is just. Perseverance is the foundation of all actions.

Most American cities shop to their best advantage when seen from a height or from a distance, at a point where the ugliness of the buildings dissolves into the beauty of an abstraction.

I want to kiss you again, Tess." "Why?" He chuckled, low under his breath. "Why? Because you're beautiful, and because I want you. And I think you want me too.

His mouth was the only bit of softness on him. Wide and sensual, lips parted slightly in his drugged state, his mouth was profanely beautiful.

You are the finest thing I've ever touched.

Selfish. Solitary. Savage. Those were the things that best defined him. Not softness. Not sympathy. Not some twisted urge to be a saviour to the fierce-hearted beauty and the innocent child sleeping so trustingly under the guard of a man who'd been raised a soulless monster.

It's not like I'm sitting at home coming up with some secret beauty plan.

My mom didn't use face cream, like, nothing at all. She's got great skin and looks very youthful.

I could say I think coulds are pretty, and you'd say they're only pretty to demons.