Quotes About Beauty

Everything is connected. The wing of the corn beetle affects the direction of the wind, the way the sand drifts, the way the light reflects into the eye of man beholding his reality. All is part of totality, and in this totality man finds his hozro, his way of walking in harmony, with beauty all around him.

was not a Navajo concept, this idea of adjusting nature to human needs. The Navajo adjusted himself to remain in harmony with the universe. When nature withheld the rain, the Navajo sought the pattern of this phenomenon—as he sought the pattern of all things-to find its beauty and live in harmony with it.

that the only goal for man was beauty, and that beauty was found only in harmony, and that this harmony of nature was a matter of dazzling complexity.

The red light changed the color of her shirt, and her faded jeans, and her face. Her hair was disheveled, her expression intent, and, taken all together, she looked absolutely beautiful to Jim Chee. It would be a lot better, he thought, if friends didn't look like that.

where sophistication required the deeper and more difficult knowledge of how one walked in beauty, content in a difficult world?

In the meantime, she is the one today among us most able to bear the idea of her own beauty, and when we see it, what we do is natural: we take our burned hands out of our pockets, and clap.

Bad theology begets ugly Christianity. Good theology begets beautiful Christianity.

Who knows better than artists how much ugliness there is on the way to beauty, how many ghastly, mortifying missteps, how many days of granitic blockheadedness and dismaying ineptitude there is on the way to accomplishment, how partial all accomplishment is, how incomplete?

Justice precedes beauty. Without justice, beauty is impossible, an obscenity. And when beauty has gone, what does a cameraman do with his eye?

For life is its own purpose and doesn't need a reason to be. That is its beauty.

ze heet gewoon Marie ze draagt d'r haar gewoon en steeds als ik haar zie denk ik wat zijt gij schoon ze draagt gewoon een blouse een doodgewone tas ze zingt en praat en lacht gewoon ze doet gewoon de was ze heeft gewoon een huis of eigenlijk meer een flat d'r staan gewoon wat bloemen en er staat gewoon een bed ze heeft gewoon twee kinderen gewoon een hond die blaft ze heeft gewoon een man die liefheeft, eet drinkt en maft hij doet geen wondere zij evenmin en daar zit nou net het bijzondere in

Llegó el otoño con su espléndido cortejo de oros, malvas y rojos.

El arte es la ciencia de lo inútil.

Todo eso que está inútilmente añadido a la pura necesidad, es arte.

El arte es tanto más sublime cuanto mayor es su inutilidad.

Of course it's almost ludicrously difficult to talk about art. And about beauty. Beauty is a perversion--how can you retain your self-respect when you talk about it?

she said, these dead petals, honey, brought me here

And is it right butterfly? They like you better framed and dried.

Creativity is the state of consciousness in which you enter into the treasury of your innermost being and bring the beauty into manifestation." (p.232)

And far and near kokilas hail the day

For me, if I can design beautiful things that have the price be lower, I am thrilled.

Everywhere and always ugliness has its beautiful aspects; it is thrilling to discover them where nobody else has noticed them.

I am alone all day, I read a little but it gives me a headache. I draw and I paint, as much as I can, so much so that my hand gets tired and when it begins to get dark I wait to see if Jeanne d'Armagnac [one of the cousins] will come and sit by my bed. She comes sometimes and tries to distract me and play with me, and I listen to her speak without daring to look at her, she is so tall and so beautiful! And I am neither tall nor beautiful.

He was the owner of the moonlight on the ground, he fell in love with the most beautiful of the trees, he made wreaths of leaves and strung them around his neck.