Quotes About Beauty

Sometimes beautiful things come into our lives out of nowhere. We can't always understand them, but we have to trust in them. I know you want to question everything, but sometimes it pays to just have a little faith.

You're saying the mysteries are worth examining, even if they're too big to be understood. That maybe they're bound to be too big to understand, but that doesn't take anything away from them, and in fact just adds to their beauty.

Except I do care about being pretty. Der. I don't think there's a single person in the world who doesn't care about being pretty. Any female, at any rate.

So many things become beautiful when you really look.

the clear water the color of deeply steeped tea, surrounded by cattails and gracile grasses.

They cleared swiftly, dramatically, like a stage set or a movie; we went from black to stunning blue, the day emerging at once wet and crisp, the trees dripping jewels, the flowers drunk on drinking, their heads lolling with dizzy delight, rivulets etched into our earth, showing us which way the rain ran, downhill, of course, heading, all water, straight for our yet-to-be-pond.

Why doesn't passionate love last? how is it possible to see a person as beautiful on Monday, and 364 days later, on another Monday, to see that beauty as bland? surely the object of your affection could not have changed that much. she still has the same shaped eyes. her voice has always had that husky sound, but now it grates on you - she sounds like she needs an antibiotic.

How could someone possibly be that beautiful? She wondered for the hundred thousandth time. What higher power orchestrated such a perfect union of genes? Who decided that one single solitary soul deserved skin like that? It was so fundamentally unfair.(Chasing Harry Winston)

Gentlemen do so appreciate a nicely trimmed décolletage.

The water is of a fine blue colour

snow-covered mountains and the Santa Cruz River, three miles wide.

Elizabeth sat for a portrait designed to capture the grandeur of the occasion. In the painting

Continue to focus on what is beautiful and good, even while the whole world appears to be falling apart all around you.

You are the crowing glory. Remember your splendor.

Journey to the Heart of Beauty; do not be obsessed with mental and egoic ideas of form and perfection. Get your hands and feet dirty, dance in the rain, and rejoice in the Life that is Living Itself through the Uniqueness of You!

Spirit is to matter, as ice is to water, in other words: the same substance, but in a different state. As you admire the beauty of the intricate frost lacework on a winter windowpane, you might pause to reflect that invisible lines of force existed before the frost. The cold manifests the beauty of the lines of force.

The Hidden Light of the Night softens the wheat and the fruit, making it sweet.

I am constantly surrounded by a display of natural wonders...It is beauty surrounded by ugly fear. I write in my log that it's a view of heaven from a seat in hell. (survivor after 53 days at sea)

Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar.

Every girl should use what Mother Nature gave her before Father Time takes it away.

Any girl can be glamorous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid.

Just because there's tarnish on the copper, doesn't mean there's not a shine beneath.

And all of a sudden I saw that if life seems awfully petty most of the time, every now and then there is something noble and beautiful and almost pure that lifts us suddenly out of the pettiness and lets us share in it a little.

No more rules, the freedom of dressing. The beauty of mixing vintage clothes with a pair of jeans that I love.