Quotes About Beauty

Z?pada e doar ploaia care a r?mas afar? în frig.

Czemu ty si?, z?a godzino, z niepotrzebnym mieszasz l?kiem? Jeste? - a wi?c musisz min??. Miniesz - a wi?c to jest pi?kne

No carece de encantos un mundo tan terrible, no carece de madrugadas que merecen un despertar.

Eso de fotogénico tiene poco, y requiere años. Todas las cámaras se han ido ya a otra guerra.

Even poetry has its prosaic side.

Tuve yo razón. Pero la razón no da fruto. Y estas son mis vestimentas chamuscadas por el fuego. Y estos son mis trebejos de vidente. Y este es mi rostro desfigurado. Un rostro que pudo ser hermoso y no lo supo.

Wczoraj, kiedy Twoje imiÄ™ ktoÅ› wymówiÅ' przy mnie gÅ'oÅ›no, to poczuÅ'am jakby ró?a przez otwarte wpadÅ'a okno.

The commonplace miracle: that so many common miracles take place.

This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.

Las aves domésticas se distinguen de las de corral en que las guardamos en jaulas exclusivamente para satisfacer el placer estético. El nuestro, claro. Del placer que sienten las aves condenadas a ver a sus dueños, no sé nada.

So much world all at once--how it rustles and bustles! Moraines and morays and morasses and mussels, the flame, the flamingo, the flounder, the feather--

Woods disguised as woods alive without end, and above them birds in flight play birds in flight.

Life, you're beautiful (I say) you just couldn't get more fecund, more befrogged or nightingaley, more anthillful or spoutsprouting,,, Oh how grassy is this hopper, how this berry ripely rasps... I tug at life by its leaf hem: will it stop for me, just once, momentarily forgetting to what end it runs and runs

A przecie? serce mi biÅ'o. I ziaÅ' boskoÅ›ciÄ… bÄ™dÄ…c czymÅ› przepysznie urzekajÄ…cym i ujmujÄ…cym w pustce bezmiernej tej nocy, ?ródÅ'em ciepÅ'a i Å›wiatÅ'a oddychajÄ…cego. ?aska. Cud niepojÄ™ty: dlaczego niewa?no?? ta stalÄ… siÄ™ wa?na? Fryderyk? Czy Fryderyk to wiedziaÅ', czy widziaÅ', czy jemu tak?e to wpadÅ'o w oko?...

Lightning - 1881-1968 There is a solitude in seeing you, Followed by your company when you are gone. You are like heaven's veils of lightning. I cannot see till afterward How beautiful you are. There is a blindness in seeing you, Followed by the sight of you when you are gone.

The human voice vibrates naturally - but in such a way - to such a degree that it all sounds beautiful - it is the nature of the voice. We imitate such effects not only on wind instruments, but also with violins - even on clavier - but as soon as you go beyond the natural limits, it no longer sounds beautiful - because it is contrary to nature.

The organ is in my eyes and ears the king of all instruments.

Es ist nicht wahr, dass die Nacht alles grau macht. Es ist ein unbeschreibliches, unnachahmliches Blaugrau – das Grau für die Katzen und das Blau für die Frauen –, das die Nacht so schwer und so süß ausatmet und das so berauscht, wenn es uns zwischen halb zehn Uhr abends und Viertel nach vier morgens anweht.

You're so good looking I can barely keep my eyes on the meter.

Beautiful, funny, smart, sexual, and also neurotic? It's like filling an inside straight.

But as I would later learn, Soon-Yi was not just a diamond in the rough but round cut and flawless

To a human, the fall-colored leaves are gorgeous. To a red or yellow leaf, I can guarantee they find the green ones lovelier.

Mom had five sisters, one more homelier than the next, with Mom arguably the homeliest of the swarm.

and I remember being a little drunk and viewing the Place de la Concorde lit up at night and it was so beautiful, and I shook my fist at Paris like a character in Balzac and said wistfully, "You old whore.