Quotes About Beauty

Paris, however?because of her purely fortuitous beauty, because of the old things which have become a part of her, because of her entanglement of buildings and tenements?Paris yields herself in discovery as an attic beloved in our childhood gave up its secrets.

Je sais que la poésie est indispensable, mais je ne sais pas à quoi.

On went the cab, jogging through the open firmament. Stars came towards it, splintering the dim shower-whipped windows with fiery particles of light.

Puisque la beauté court je dois courir plus vite

Fortunately, the sun has a wonderfully glorious habit of rising every morning.

Remember, all of man's happiness is in the little valleys. Tiny little ones. Small enough to call from one side to the other.

L'été est étincelant et bref. Il s'arrache au printemps en cinq jours, il s'épanouit en vingt, il se convulse en dix et c'est l'automne.

Elles étaient en touffes avec des racines d'or, épanouies, enfoncées dans les ténèbres et qui soulevaient des mottes luisantes de nuit. (à propos des étoiles)

Soft green grass grew in front of the house. There stood the cypress too, and, as if on purpose, it was singing with its tree-voice, its sweet-sounding voice, inviting to the ear. Then there were bees which had lived under a tile and were humming in the air. And then, like a miracle, so unexpected that it made them rub their eyes, there was a small lilac tree in full blossom.

The sun's last finger let go of the pine up there. The sun fell behind the hills. A few drops of blood splashed the sky. Night washed them out with her grey hand.

les beaux bras ronds des femmes, les lèvres qui s'appointent

Ce qui me dégoûte dans la guerre, c'est son imbécillité. J'aime la vie. Je n'aime même que la vie. C'est beaucoup, mais je comprends qu'on la sacrifie à une cause juste et belle.

I've always thought there was a kind of beauty to it, the way narratives get told and retold. It's how stories survive through the ages. You can follow an idea from one author's work to another, and to me that's something I find powerful and exciting.

Girls should learn that so much finery is only put on to hide defects, and that the triumph of beauty is to shine by itself.

as dangerous as they are, I always hate to kill a cave lion if I don't have to. They are so beautiful, so lithe and graceful in the way they move. Cave lions don't have much to be afraid of. Their strength gives them confidence.

They stopped for a moment to watch the evening sky transform itself in a show of dazzling radiance as gold transmuted into shades of vermilion that waned into shimmering purple, then darkened to deep blue as the first glittering sky fires appeared. Soon the sooty black night became a backdrop to the multitude of blazing lights that filled the summer sky, with a concentrated accumulation wending its way like a path across the vault above.

The first snow sifted down silently during the night. Ayla exclaimed with delight when she stepped out of her cave in the morning. A pristine whiteness softened the contours of the familiar landscape creating a magical dreamland of fantastic shapes and mythical plants. Bushes had top hats of soft snow, conifers were dressed in new gowns of white finery, and bare exposed limbs were clothed in shining coats that outlined each twig against the deep blue sky.

a choker they made with a star charm hung from a black grosgrain ribbon - admiring herself in a heart-shaped Venetian mirror, wielding a golden tube of lipstick in her right hand and holding a bottle of perfume in her left.

She told a story of being so fixated on the beautiful features of a playmate that she collided with a tree and skinned her own face.

The true sea is cold and black, full of animals...

El amor es una gran cosa poética que es preciso no espantar.

Možda ?e i biti ljepših vremena, ali ovo je naše.

But they never last, the golden days. And it can be sad, the sun in the afternoon, can't it? Yes, it can be sad, the afternoon sun, sad and frightening.

Your red dress,' she said, and laughed. But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the fire had spread across the room. It was beautiful and it reminded me of something I must do. I will remember I thought. I will remember quite soon now.