Quotes About Beauty

He took a deep drag and looked up into the cold night sky and saw a sea of stars above him. He knew nothing about constellations or astronomy, but he enjoyed the beautiful sight. In Paris, he had never even noticed the night sky, but out in the country it was immense, almost drawing you up into the heavens. One couldn't help but be awed by the sight. As he smoked, he continued to stare at the sky, marveling at the vast number and configurations of stars.

All these buildings of Paris are treasures," said Lucien. "But

Look how the pale queen of the silent night Doth cause the ocean to attend upon her....

So they turned towards the hills, which were blue and purple in the setting sun--a shepherd did he but know it, lives in halls more splendid than a king's....

When I tell people about the blooms, about how they open around nine and close before sunrise and do this just for one night, they always ask, Is that all? Yes. That's all.

Being alive is gardening and cooking and birds and green and blue, at the very least.

I always remind myself of all the things I should note if I am to be a good person, one sound and balanced. One night . . . I reminded myself that 22 species of flowers were blooming in my backyard. . . . that fact helped a great deal.

There is something about writing poetry that brings a man close to the cliff's edge.

Eliza sitting naked on a pink towel. So beautiful I could die. Concentrating, all focused in on her sketchbook, but aw, god ...her tail. Her cute little tail moving slowly back and forth, making a fan shape in the dirt. She's the one. She really is. I know that now.

That was all I needed when she smiled at me, all the other stupid, ugly stuff just drifted away.

The smiling daughter of the storm.

The way of life can be free and beautiful. But we have lost the way.

Life is a beautiful magnificent thing, even to a jellyfish.

To copy beauty forfeits all pretense to fame to copy faults is want of sense.

There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers, having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one; and that, whilst this planet has gone cycling on according to the fixed law of gravity, from so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been, and are being, evolved.

Treaties are like roses and young girls — they last while they last.

Treaties are like roses and young girls. They last while they last.

A heart of stone is a sculpture? (Un cœur de pierre - Est une sculpture ?)

A kiss is the morning dew which stand up. (Un baiser, c'est la rosée - Du matin qui s'est levé)

Above the sky, everything is beautiful, but alone. (Au-dessus du ciel, Tout est beau, mais seul)

Before falling to the ground, the rain has touched the sky. (Avant de tomber au sol, La pluie a touché le ciel)

Body is morning dew that shines to the rise of the hands. (Corps est rosée du matin - Qui brille au lever des mains.)

Eternal snows are at the top. Eyes of beautifull are at the top. (Neiges éternelles sont au sommet. - Yeux de la belle sont au sommet.)

Even artificial flowers have a vase. Life is Beautiful. (Même les fleurs artificielles Ont un vase. La vie est belle.)