Quotes About Beauty

Tell me what you need to tell me but keep far away from my son who still loves a beautiful thing not for what it means— this way or that—but for the way facets set off prisms and prisms spin up everywhere and from his own jeweled body he's cast rainbows—made every shining true color. Now try to tell me—man or woman—your heart was ever once that brave.

I'll never forget one morning I walked in and I had a hell of a bruise - it had been a difficult night the night before - and a client said to me, 'Good God, Vidal, what happened to your face?' And I said, 'Oh, nothing, madam, I just fell over a hairpin.'

Hairdressers are a wonderful breed. You work one-on-one with another human being and the object is to make them feel so much better and to look at themselves with a twinkle in their eye.

While I was critical of many things when it came to so-called Western civilization, cleavage was not one of them.

I quietly quaffed my cognac, discreetly admiring Lana's legs. Longer than the Bible and a hell of a lot more fun, they stretched forever, like an Indian yogi or an American highway shimmering through the Great Plains or the southwestern desert. Her legs demanded to be looked at and would not take no, non, nein, nyet, or even maybe for an answer.

lmost everything looked more beautiful from a distance, the earth becoming more perfect as one ascended and came closer to seeing the world from God's eyes, man's hovels and palaces disappearing, the peaks and valleys of geography fading to become strokes of a paintbrush on a divine sphere.

All this time I kept my gaze fixed on hers, an enormously difficult task given the gravitational pull exerted by her cleavage. While I was critical of many things when it came to so-called Western civilization, cleavage was not one of them. The Chinese might have invented gunpowder and the noodle, but the West had invented cleavage, with profound if underappreciated implications.

would fall in love with the young, handsome,

Another affordable way to add a drop of loveliness to the world was not to change it but to change how one saw it.

Almost everything looked more beautiful from a distance, the earth becoming ever more perfect as one ascended and came closer to seeing the world from God's eyes, man's hovels and palaces disappearing, the peaks and valleys of geography fading to become strokes of a paintbrush on a divine sphere. But

The average person of any race was not good-looking, but while the ugliness of others only confirmed prejudices, the homeliness of one's own people was always comforting.

We may read the same texts, but the dhvani that manifests within you will be unique. Your beauty will be your own. If you re-read a story that you read 10 years ago, its dhvani within you will be new. Poetr's beauty is infinite.

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Beautiful words make beautiful face, beautiful manners make beautiful life.

Good looking and good luck rarely walk the same road.

Life consists of thoughts. The better your thoughts, the more beautiful your life will be.

Men are attached to two types of women : those who wear well and those who wear little.

Never pluck flowers if you love them, for a thorn loves them more than you do.

Finding paradise wherever I go.

I also am intrinsically motivated to document my loved ones, especially my close friends and family. I also have tried to cultivate a sense of appreciation for the beauty of the moment, and then I think to myself; "This is a wonderful moment. I might want to reflect on and appreciate this moment in the future". Then I take a photograph.

Women are always beautiful.

It's the same with visual arts, you have some really cool, wonderful striking images that make you think and then again you have wonderful striking images that just take you away from the existing world for a second. And I like the latter a bit more.

As muito feias que me perdoem Mas beleza é fundamental.

Soames was a beautiful and striking woman, tall and lithe and, from the photographs Ive seen of her, feline. Saul's photographs of her over the years catch her in all her complex dimensions: playful, erotic, contemplative, ironic, and eccentric by turns. She was by all accounts charismatic, and was profoundly curious and interested in people. Friends, both men and women, often confided their deepest secrets to her.