Quotes About Beauty

and the onion-shaped minarets of Persepolis in the distance.

I think beauty can be a great lie. Sometimes the greatest lie.

And what better than a butterfly—a symbol of metamorphosis and endurance. Butterflies prove that change is a beautiful thing.

It smelled like the country. It was a filet mignon farm, all of it, and the tissue spread for miles around the paths where we were walking. It was like these huge hedges of red all around us, with these beautiful marble patterns running through them. They had these tubes, they were bringing the tissue blood, and we would see all the blood running around, up and down. It was really interesting. I like to see how things are made, and to understand where they come from.

where we could see the stars. "Whoa," I said. "Isn't it beautiful?" "It's like . . . ," I said. "It's like a squid in love with the sky.

No one comes from Rome or Samarkand to see brown flowers.

As the bulb of black cloud, lit by both sun and flame, hovered above the storehouses, the people of Leningrad looked on in choked awe. "It was an immense spectacle of stunning beauty," wrote Lyubov Shaporina. The air smelled sweet as tons of sugar burned.

People talk about the beauty of the spring, but I can't see it. The trees are brown and bare, slimy with rain. Some are crawling with new purple hairs. And the buds are bulging like tumorous acne, and I can tell that something wet, and soft, and cold, and misshapen is about to be born. And I am turning into a vampire.

Não é preciso ser ingente para ser sublime

De kunst is fraaier dan de werkelijkheid, maar beide leggen het af tegen de herinnering.

Iedereen kent de uitdrukking 'Vedere Napoli e poi muori', oftewel 'Eerst Napels zien en dan sterven'. Met betrekking tot Rome zou ik een daaraan tegenovergesteld motto willen bepleiten, dat recht doet aan de even veelzijdige als vitale krachten die van deze stad uitgaan: 'Eerst Rome zien en dan leven.

Live life, because when you stop and look around, you see a wonderful world.

Among the many answers I have found, I believe love is the most beautiful and simple art that reflects the beauty of life.

All uncleanness seems washed clean in its lonely stretches ; the life-giving sun and ardent air must still bring singular joy, the eager morning breeze, the opalescent distance, the plaintive evening sky all will continue to tell an exquisite if inarticulate story. That Tripoli will remain, whatever the Powers may decree.

Por que bonita, se coxa? Por que coxa, se bonita?

Each person is worth the value put on them by the affection of others, and that is where popular wisdom has found that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

When, at a party, a woman (half socialite, half journalist) told me how "brave" she thought I had been for not getting a facelift, I was tempted to comment on the courage she had shown in dealing with the results of hers.

Ciao, bello!' The coal-eyed beauty who had kissed Jason through the Fiat's window appeared through the crowd, her pretty red mouth smiling. Utterly ignoring Storm, she perched herself on the table next to Jason. 'Ciao, bella,' he smiled. 'Vuoi ballare?' 'She wants me to dance,' he explained to Storm, peering round the girl's adolescent bottom. 'I know,' she replied shortly. 'I've got a degree in Italian.

Our truest response to the irrationality of the world is to paint or sing or write, for only in such response do we find truth.

I like the fact that in ancient Chinese art the great painters always included a deliberate flaw in their work: human creation is never perfect.

When the bright angel dominates, out comes a great work of art, a Michelangelo David or a Beethoven symphony.

The concerto's beauty was even more impassioned than he remembered, and also more piteous and quiet and restrained, and he clasped his hands together to absorb both the grief and joy in his body.

Kai, she thought, you are as lost as I am. You have no idea where this beauty comes from and you know better than to think that such clarity could come from your own heart. Maybe, like Sparrow, Kai was terrified that one day the sound would shut off.

The dress must not hang on the body but follow its lines. It must accompany its wearer and when a woman smiles the dress must smile with her.