Quotes About Beauty

No one can say I married my husband for his money. I married him because he's a beautiful art object.

No one hath seen beauty in its highest lustre who hath never seen it in distress.

Lila can't be a model until she's at least 21. She is already a mini-me - it is scary. She already has her own beauty kit.

Let peace and beauty reign.

It's funny how, when things seem the darkest, moments of beauty present themselves in the most unexpected places.

As any car freak will tell you, the old models are the most beautiful, even if they aren't the most efficient. People who sacrifice beauty for efficiency get what they deserve.

Say it clearly and you make it beautiful, no matter what.

We need to create the beauty and the quality first. The quantity will follow.

The beautiful is as useful as the useful." He added after a moment's silence, "Perhaps more so.

It's lovely. I hate it.

And I find perfect beauty excessively boring, don't you?

She felt so much aware of her own beauty it seemed inconceivable that everybody else wouldn't notice the difference too.

People only see in us the contemptible skirt-fever which rules our actions but completely miss the beauty-hunger underlying it.

until only infinity remained of beauty

To be beautiful you had to be willowy and tall. When you were as short as Clary was, just over five feet, you were cute. Not pretty or beautiful, but cute.

But you weren't born expecting that kind of beauty in everyone, all the time. You just got programmed into thinking anything else is ugly.

For the eye has this strange property: it rests only on beauty.

Weight doesn't matter. It really doesn't. I mean, it does if you're a model or whatever.

To me, merely and pretty were words that had nothing to do with each other. Pretty went with miraculously, and merely belonged in another paragraph entirely.

It's hard to say what drives a three year-old, but I think I had a sense that nature was my solace, and nature was a place in which there was beauty, in which there was order.

It is hard to laugh at the need for beauty and romance, no matter how tasteless, even horrible, the results of that need are. But it is easy to sigh. Few things are sadder than the truly monstrous.

Why did people assume that the beautiful among them needed nothing but their beauty to bring them happiness? That behind the beauty there was nothing but an empty shell, insensitive shell?

She'd always been a little contemptuous of beauty, as though it was something you had to trade away some other vital thing for.

To the rich, therefore, falls the burden of Beauty. And if they cannot assume it, then they deserve to die.