Quotes About Beauty

What left a mark No longer stings Because grace makes beauty Out of ugly things. U2, "Grace

books were not only important, they were also objects of beauty.

The beauty of that June day was almost staggering. After the wet spring, everything that could turn green had outdone itself in greenness and everything that could even dream of blooming or blossoming was in bloom and blossom. The sunlight was a benediction. The breezes were so caressingly soft and intimate on the skin as to be embarrassing.

If I should die," said I to myself, "I have left no immortal work behind me - nothing to make my friends proud of my memory - but I have lov'd the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remember'd.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever Keats

as well as in Italy

An abundance of gold leaf and rich colours enhance the jewel-like appearance of the altarpiece.

It's not the substance of what you make known to me that's beautiful; it's the opening of your heart. It is the 'yes' in your heart to be mine. The fact that you are revealing the secrets and letting me peer into your heart--that is in itself the beautiful part.

The world does not need words. It articulates itself in sunlight, leaves, and shadows. The stones on the path are no less real for lying uncatalogued and uncounted. The fluent leaves speak only the dialect of pure being.

Within the magnificent cathedral of the Vermont forest, the joy of young love sang.

Wendy Belle wasn't the type of model foreign princes married. Yes, tall and graceful, but she didn't radiate a Grace Kelly-like cold beauty. Her lips were too sensuous for that, her eyes too mysterious. Her face was beautiful and perfect in its own way. More than beautiful - interesting. She was the type of woman a man could look at for a lifetime and not get bored.

She was hot, he was a man; not being attracted would have been impossible. That gleaming dark hair tempted a man to find out what it would look like released from its tight bun. She had toned, endless legs. Her li8ps were distracting, especially that teasing mole in the corner. She could give a dead monk a boner.

I wanted to twinkle underwater like the lights of the city.

It interested Carrie, where the film was going, however obvious its point; how enslaved we are by our bodies, our selves concealed. How much are we our bodies? And why is it so different for women? Why is Nicole's tumid, faded person so much less appealing than worn, old Jack? And it isn't just success or money. It is men and women. Carrie felt a heat rise in her face.

And disruption is liberating, especially if it is a formal, organized disruption. Mere chaos causes anxiety. Preaching didactically causes boredom. But a formal disruption - Then it approaches beauty of a kind. Then you begin to really be dangerous.

Suicide by Alaska.

Ma used to say stars were heaven's light peeking through pinholes in the velvet sky.

the only thing tears ever brought a person were wrinkles before their time.

You are the most exotically beautiful woman I have ever met," he whispered against her forehead. "Don't ever leave me, Amy. I beg of you, never leave me." "I couldn't Charles, not even if I wanted to." And

It's such a diversion to be constantly thinking of better ways I can teach people math that my hunger is for that really, for new ways of translating the beauty of it.

One of the most amazing things about mathematics is the people who do math aren't usually interested in application, because mathematics itself is truly a beautiful art form. It's structures and patterns, and that's what we love, and that's what we get off on.

In 2015, researchers found that when people took walks in nature, then submitted to a brain scan, their sgPFC showed less activity, and the subjects reported fewer feelings of self-doubt. But when they took walks in an urban setting, they got no relief. Their brains were still shooting out sparks, and their thoughts were still running to the negative. Turns out the beauty of the natural world is a palliative against feeling sorry for ourselves.

Smiles escape from clouds above and angels ring a chorus of your love.

I guess if you take away the pain in life it means having no beauty to hope for.