Quotes About Beauty

I wonder, when women who buy beautiful ivory jewelry fasten those elaborate pendants around their throats, if they are choked by sadness.

Can you see the pond? From up here, I can. It is a piece of sky, lying on the ground. When Heaven breaks, who fixes it?

the shell that forms around a piece of sand looks to some people like an irritation, and to others, like a pearl.

Who knew that when you cut a slit in the belly of the night sky, it bled color?

This is what I like about photographs. They're proof that once, even if just for a heartbeat, everything was perfect.

I take my paycheck in sunsets.

Delilah's mother cleans other people's houses, and she reminds me a bit of another story from Rapscullio's shelves, about a young scullery maid who possesses both glass footwear and inner beauty, which makes a prince fall head over heels for her.

Change isn't always for the worst; the shell that forms around a piece of sand looks to some people like an irritation, and to others, like a pearl.

the smile of a child is a tattoo: indelible art.

One of the first things Adam told me was that I was pretty, which should have been my first clue that he was a liar.

You ought to be attracted to someone for what they've got inside them, not for the package it's presented in.

When you die, you don't get to catch snowflakes on your tongue. You don't get to breathe winter in, deep in your lungs. You can't lie in bed and watch for the lights of the passing town plow. You can't suck on an icicle until your forehead hurts.

Kaip b?t? nuostabu, jei žvaigžd? nusileist? m?s? nam? kieme? Jei vien? ryt?, saulei patek?jus, j? rastume, gal?tume j? ?d?ti ? akvarium? ir naudoti kaip naktin? lempel?, o gal kaip nešiojam? turistin? žibint?..

There are some weeds that are just as beautiful as flowers.

she never wore makeup—just those sharp features, take it or leave it.

they've done their share of crying, and we all know that a sky with clouds in it is much more interesting than one that doesn't have any.

I want to finish what I started." Life asked death, "Why do people love me but hate you?" Death responded, "Because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth." —Unknown

love has all the lasting permanence of a rainbow – beautiful while it's there, and just as likely to have disappeared by the time you blink.

Take it from me: love has all the lasting permanence of a rainbow -- beautiful while it's there, and just as likely to have disappeared by the time you blink.

Change isn't always for the worst; the shell that forms around a piece of sand looks to some people like an irritation, and to others, like a pearl.

We are all just canvases for our scars.

For Nina and Nathaniel, it's all about the end product—pouring it on pancakes and waffles. But to Caleb, the beauty is in the way you get there. The blood of a tree, a spout, and a bucket. Steam rising, the scent filling every corner of the house. There is nothing quite like it: knowing every breath you take is bound to be sweet.

Every baby is born beautiful. It's what we project on them that makes them ugly.

every baby is born beautiful. It's what we project on them that makes them ugly.