Quotes About Beauty

Forse, io amo in lei la natura, la personificazione di quanto c'è di bello nella natura; ma non è che io abbia una volontà mia propria: attraverso me, c'è ad amarla non so quale forza elementare, la creazione intera; tutta la natura infonde quest'amore nell'anima mia, e mi dice: ama!

But, as always happens after death, his face had grown handsomer, more dignified—more distinguished, in short, than it had ever been in life.

She was so plain that neither of them could think of her as a rival, so they began dressing her with perfect sincerity, and with the naive and firm conviction women have that dress can make a face pretty.

All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow

All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow." Levin

Her slender bare arms and neck were not beautiful—compared to Hélène's her shoulders looked thin and her bosom undeveloped. But Hélène seemed, as it were, hardened by a varnish left by the thousands of looks that had scanned her person, while Natasha was like a girl exposed for the first time, who would have felt very much ashamed had she not been assured that this was absolutely necessary.

Este uimitor cât de r?spândit? este iluzia c? frumuse?ea echivaleaz? cu binele.

Meditations or discussions about art are the most useless pastimes known. Those who really know art know that art can speak well with its own language, and that to speak about art with words is useless. Most people who speak about art do not understand or feel real art.

She had wit, she had grace, she had beauty; But above all, she had truth.

Beauty: the adjustment of all parts proportionately so that one cannot add or subtract or change without impairing the harmony of the whole.

La vida es siempre bella si sabemos mirarla con ojos apacibles, con luz de un alma en paz

Viewed from a certain distance and under good light, even an ugly city can look like the promised land.

topic: Symmetry and the Beautiful Universe [Amherst, NY: Prometheus

Life is beautiful. Let the future generations cleanse it of all evil, oppression, and violence and enjoy it to the full.

If you're lucky enough to fall in love, that's one thing. Otherwise all that was ever truly beautiful to me was boyhood. It's the meal we sup on for the rest of our lives. Love puts the icing on life. But if you don't find it...you must call on your childhood memories over and over till you do.

This will be our reply to violence: to make music more intensely, more beautifully, more devotedly than ever before.

És hiszem Keatsszel, hogy a föld költészete véget mindaddig nem lel, amíg a telet tavasz követi, és van ember, aki észleli. Hiszem, hogy ebbÅ'l a földbÅ'l olyan zene sarjad, amely forrásai természeténél fogva tonális.

And I'll dance with you in Vienna, I'll be wearing a river's disguise. The hyacinth wild on my shoulder my mouth on the dew of your thighs. And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook, with the photographs there and the moss. And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty, my cheap violin and my cross.

I am an old scholar, better-looking now than when I was young. That's what sitting on your ass does to your face.

Love is a fire/It burns everyone/It disfigures everyone/It is the world's excuse for being ugly.

He knew that hair couldn't feel; he kissed her hair.

even damnation is poisoned with rainbows.

We are ugly but we have the music.

She was made of flesh and eyelashes.