Quotes About Beauty

When a man says you're going to "really be surprised" by a new woman he's dating, he means that for someone so hot they're not a complete dipshit.

You see, I could no longer be trusted around beautiful things and my weakness was apparent

No sight is more provocative of awe than is the night sky.

I never thought much about flowers until I made the close acquaintance of a man who knew all about them. You would have thought that the butterflies and flowers were friends of his. 'See how richly they are clad,' he said. 'Even King Solomon did not have such raiment.

they pick flowers, but they do not sweep the sky!

Aging is fraught with difficulties, most particularly for women who have been socialized to think of youth as beauty and the female role as reproduction.

The speaking in perpetual hyperbole is comely in nothing but love.

"I love Nunsmere," said the Literary Man from London. "It is a spot where faded lives are laid away in lavender."

I felt I had stepped into something big and splendid, as if I had been a caterpillar walking into the heart of a red rose. I felt prim and small and petty. Until then I had never known what love meant.

How beautiful the days, They come and go.

Me, I'm complicated. But it's a living, I tell myself. Also, every once in a long while this disease manages to produce a fine and beautiful truth--as (they say) some oyster illness makes the wondrously perfect pearl.

Men are not going to embrace eugenics. They are going to embrace the first likely, trim-figured girl with limpid eyes and flashing teeth who comes along, in spite of the fact that her germ plasm is probably reeking with hypertension, cancer, haemophilia, colour blindness, hay fever, epilepsy, and amyotrophic lateral sclerosis.

There is more felicity on the far side of baldness than young men can possibly imagine.

What things there are to write, if one could only write them! My mind is full of gleaming thought; gay moods and mysterious, moth-like meditations hover in my imagination, fanning their painted wings. But always the rarest, those streaked with azure and the deepest crimson, flutter away beyond my reach.

There are people who, like houses, are beautiful in dilapidation.

What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for Beauty, and never see the Dawn!

Maybe in fairytales you're only as old as you feel, but here in L. A. you're every second as old as your pores.

When blondes have more fun, do they know it?

You are a perfect woman, a magical blend of beauty, intelligence, and spirit. Without you, my life is nothing.

In the beginning God made the seas, the mountains, the heavens, and buffalo knees. He made lilies, and dew drops, and snail shells, and roses, and dippers, and yappers, and snappers, and noses.

He looked from His heavens and saw it was good, the toes and the crows all looked like they should. The bunny was quick, the finch bright as a daisy, the owl flew at night, and the tortoise was lazy.

She thought about the dolphins, the warm smells of the island, and the animals that lived there. She realized that all of this was what made the Chincoteague ponies special. It wasn't just that they were horses, although that in itself would have been enough. But the ponies were even more. They were the sun, the sand, the untamed beauty of nature, all rolled into one. And they were a legend in themselves.

A new respect for Nature had been learned, a new kinship with sun and water and soil....They had learned that while Nature is often beautiful and kind, her laws must be respected, for they are ruthless and inexorable as well. Man must accept these laws and adjust his way of living to them. Then only can he prosper.

Even trained for years as they all had been in precision of language, what words could you use which would give another the experience of sunshine?