Quotes About Beauty

Cuántas veces Maddalena Strozzi cortó una rosa blanca y la sintió gemir entre sus dedos, retorcerse y gemir débilmente como una pequeña mandrágora o uno de esos lagartos que cantan como las liras cuando se les muestra un espejo.

Fiction will always be my greatest love, with poetry close behind.

I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they're not much to look at, or even if they're sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are.

What do I care how 'e looks? I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk! All these scars show is zat my husband is brave!

Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars.

The truth. It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and must therefore be treated with great caution.

The truth. It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution.

God gives us memory so that we may have roses in December.

When Paul says that we should see people through the eyes of Christ, he means for us to have a gospel view of people. So we see people as beautiful, valuable creatures made in the image of God. Each and every one of us carries God's mark. That is why Christians believe all people have dignity, worth, and value.

This tendency to ignore the body can be reinforced by a sense that many of us have; that we do not like ours very much - they might not be as tall or as thin or as attractive as we'd like. Or perhaps they don't work as well as they used to. And, for some of us, there is a whisper at the back of our minds that one day they will let us down catastrophically; there will come a time when our bodies grow old and die, whether we're ready for it or not.

An architect never repudiates anything she's loved.

Poetry is frosted fire.

Poetry is perfect verbs hunting for elusive nouns.

The beauty one can find in art is one of the pitifully few real and lasting products of human endeavor.

Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.

For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.

All that is gold does not glitter not all those that wander are lost.

I think God has planned the strength and beauty of youth to be physical. But the strength and beauty of old age is spiritual. We gradually lose the strength and beauty that is temporary so we'll be sure to concentrate on the strength and beauty that is forever. And so we'll be eager to leave the temporary deteriorating part of us and be truly homesick for our eternal home. If we stayed young and strong and beautiful we might never want to leave.

Beauty is startling. She wears a gold shawl in the summer and sells seven kinds of honey at the flea market. She is young and old at once, my daughter and my grandmother. In school she excelled in mathematics and poetry. . . Beauty will dance with anyone who is brave enough to ask her.

What would the world be like if we were more curious about light and less afraid to admit our own luminosity? How would our sense of beauty expand if we actively inspired each other to bring forward the light we each carry?

A third wonder of life should not surprise. It is nature

the "small self" effect of awe arises in all eight wonders of life, and not just vast nature. Finding awe in encounters with moral beauty, for example, or music, or when struck by big ideas, quiets the voice of that interfering and nagging neurotic.

Institutions that embody moral beauty—universities, museums, cathedrals, courthouses, monuments, the criminal justice system—can inspire awe in those who live lives of privilege. For those who've been subjugated by such institutions, the feeling is often much closer to threat-based awe and its bodily expressions, shudders and cold shivers.

Those who are aware of their mission are strong. Those who live for a mission are beautiful.