Quotes About Beauty

Each body has its art...

You are the beautiful half of a golden hurt.

Here is a book of tongues. Take it. (Dark leaves invade the air.) Beware! I now know a language so beautiful and lethal My mouth bleeds when I speak it.

A language so beautiful and lethal My mouth bleeds when I speak it.—

Beauty is frequently symbolized in the person of a girl--sometimes passive, sometimes aggressive, but always passionate, although the passions may be only hinted at and expressed through traditional erotic symbolism.

Once you have heard the lark, known the swish of feet through hill-top grass and smelt the earth made ready for the seed, you are never again going to be fully happy about the cities and towns that man carries like a crippling weight upon his back.

I really like where Tony Robbins says that we're all hypnotized to see beauty this one specific way, and it's true.

Beauty fades! I just turned 29, so I probably don't have that many good years left in me.

When I pass a flowering zucchini plant in a garden, my heart skips a beat.

Beauty, to me, is about being comfortable in your own skin. That, or a kick-ass red lipstick

Let crazy life rush headlong on the highway for others; we shall contemplate the sunflowers, watch them sprout, blossom, fade away. Yesterday they were still giants, but now, in autumn, they are thatch on the roof.

The most beautiful things cannot be written, unfortunately. Fortunately. We would have to be able to write with our eyes, with wild eyes, with the tears of our eyes, with the frenzy of a gaze, with the skin of our hands.

What color was his voice? A very beautiful voice. No one can give us the same feeling of beauty and kindness. […] He'd say that he could hear the sun rising.

Gardens... should be like lovely, well-shaped girls: all curves, secret corners, unexpected deviations, seductive surprises and then still more curves.

To such as these we offer, with some confidence, and with no little sympathy, our collection of choice flowers, culled from the gardens of Poesy: may they refresh the mind, and gladden the heart, and beautify the path, of many a careworn toiler in the fields of labour, of whatsoever kind.

There is nothing in machinery, there is nothing in embankments and railways and iron bridges and engineering devices to oblige them to be ugly. Ugliness is the measure of imperfection.

The uglier a man's legs are, the better he plays golf. It's almost a law.

Never forget the nine most important words of any family- I love you. You are beautiful. Please forgive me.

A Beaux-Arts paragon like the Paris Opera has no scale because it has every scale. An observer seeing the building from any distance finds some detail that draws the eye. The composition changes as one approaches and new elements of the structure come into play.

The pits and tangles are more than blemishes distorting the classic shapes of Euclidian geometry. They are often the keys to the essence of a thing

For Mrs. Bradley, the voice she heard was the voice of the resurrected Jesus. It spoke of hope that, although white racists could take her son's life, they could not deprive his life and death of an ultimate meaning. As in the resurrection of the Crucified One, God could transmute defeat into triumph, ugliness into beauty, despair into hope, the cross into the resurrection.

My message to blacks was: "It is time to stop hating who you are. God created you black—love yourself, love your hands and face, big nose and lips, for that is the only way you can love God. Blackness is God's gift to humanity.

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The Poems of Robert W. Service.