Quotes About Beauty

Put your hair up, Min. The secret ingredient is not your hair.

Weekends and weekdays, when you knew I was looking and when you didn't even guess I was alive. Even with shiny stars bothering your head it was beautiful.

I never told you that, even after telling you I love you, all those times all that day, I never told you how beautiful it was then, like everyone was telling us not to be.

I couldn't wait to see then again, beautiful things. Extraordinary.

But more often the woman was alone and would walk around naked for some reason, neither beautiful enough nor ugly enough to make sense.

but what they don't understand is that I'm living at a peak of clarity and beauty I never knew existed. Every part of me is attuned to the work. I soak it up into my pores during the day, and at night-in the moments before I pass off to sleep-ideas explode into my head like fireworks. There is no greater joy than the burst of solution to a problem.

They all think I'm killing myself at this pace, but what they don't understand is that I'm living at a peak of clarity and beauty I never knew existed. Every part of me is attuned to the work. I soak it up into my pores during the day, and at night—in the moments before I pass off into sleep—ideas explode into my head like fireworks. There is no greater joy than the burst of solution to a problem.

It's as if all the knowledge I've soaked in during the past months has coalesced and lifted me to a peak of light and understanding. This is beauty, love, and truth all rolled into one. This is joy.

This is beauty, love, and truth, all rolled into one. This is joy. And now that I've found it, how can I give up? Life and work are the most wonderful things a man can have.

They all think I'm killing myself at this pace, but what they don't understand is that I'm living at a peak of clarity and beauty I never knew existed.

This is beauty, love, and truth all rolled into one. This is joy. And now that I've found it, how can I give it up? Life and work are the most wonderful things a man can have.

Even a (beautiful) figure brought into prominence by the meeting of two eyes affords delight only by the device of its union

The glittering stars in her eyes were going nova, like they weren't merely reflecting light but, instead, projecting it.

Long, dark, and lovely she had been, in those days before her mind broke and the parts scattered and she let them go.

Pine trees with low limbs spread over fresh snow made a stronger vault for the spirit than pews and pulpits ever could.

Ree, brunette and sixteen, with milk skin and abrupt green eyes, stood bare-armed in a fluttering yellowed dress, face to the wind, her cheeks reddening as if smacked and smacked again.

True beauty is the flame of self-confidence that shines from the inside out.

I think confidence is a true form of beauty.

Be confident in the skin you are in, because that is the only body you will ever have, the only place that will ever be solely yours… you can be beautiful in your own way. And you have to accept, and own it.

It's all about confidence and how you feel about yourself. There's no such thing as a perfect woman. I like imperfections – that's what makes you unique.

If you're comfortable with yourself, then you'll look beautiful. If you're not feeling comfortable with yourself, than that kind of shows. I think that as cheesy as the pageant industry can be seen at times, it actually does help women – boosting their confidence and growing into their own. I have to give it credit for that.

I found I was more confident when I stopped trying to be someone else's definition of beautiful and started being my own.

For once, you believed in yourself. You believed you were beautiful and so did the rest of the world.

To someone as beautiful as she…who loves someone like me…love always finds a way, it's true…and I love you.