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Quotes About Beauty

Beautiful things, as Matisse shows, always carry greetings from other worlds within them.
~ John Eldredge
He didn't make Adam from polyester, but from the dust of the earth, and he didn't set him down at the mall, but in the outdoors, in nature. The created world, with all its beauty and diversity and wildness, this is the world God intended for us to live in relationship to.
~ John Eldredge
Dios ha establecido dentro de ti una femineidad que es poderosa y tierna, fiera y encantadora.
~ John Eldredge
Tu lugar está entre las flores silvestres. Tu lugar está en un barco en alta mar. Tu lugar está con tu amor de tu brazo. Tu lugar está en donde te sientas libre. Wildflowers [Flores silvestres], TOM PETTY
~ John Eldredge
We must never forget that art is not a form of propaganda; it is a form of truth.
~ John F. Kennedy
I look forward to an America which will not be afraid of grace and beauty
~ John F. Kennedy
The fierce beauty and proud independence of this great bird symbolizes the strength and freedom of America. But as latter-day citizens we shall fail our trust if we permit the eagle to disappear.
~ John F. Kennedy
When power corrupts, poetry cleanses. For art establishes the basic human truth which must serve as the touchstone of our judgment.
~ John F. Kennedy
I am a mushroom On whom the dew of heaven drops now and then.
~ John Ford
They're beautiful. But sad.' Everything's sad if you make it so, I said.
~ John Fowles
I am one in a row of specimens. It's when I try to flutter out of line that he hates me. I'm meant to be dead, pinned, always the same, always beautiful. He knows that part of my beauty is being alive. but it's the dead me he wants. He wants me living-but-dead.
~ John Fowles
There are some men who are consoled by the idea that there are women less attractive than their wives; and others who are haunted by the knowledge that there are more attractive.
~ John Fowles
The sky is absolutely empty. Beautifully pure and empty. As if the architects and builders would live in all the houses they built! Or could live in them all. It's obvious, it stares you in the fact. There must be a God and he can't know anything about us.
~ John Fowles
Do you know that every great thing in the history of art and every beautiful thing in life is actually what you call nasty or has been caused by feelings that you would call nasty? By passion, by love, by hatred, by truth. Do you know that?
~ John Fowles
The two of us in that room. No past, no future. All intense deep that-time-only. A feeling that everything must end, the music, ourselves, the moon, everything. That if you get to the heart of things you find sadness for ever and ever, everywhere; but a beautiful silver sadness, like a Christ face.
~ John Fowles
The truth was she couldn't do ugly things. She was too beautiful.
~ John Fowles
she was really very pretty, one of the prettiest girls she knew. And as if to prove it she raised her arms and unloosed her hair, a thing she knew to be vaguely sinful, yet necessary, like a hot bath or a warm bed on a winter's night. She imagined herself for a truly sinful moment as someone wicked — a dancer, an actress.
~ John Fowles
Lizards flashed up the pine-trunks like living emerald necklaces.
~ John Fowles
a beautiful silver sadness, like a Christ face.
~ John Fowles
And the sky all wild, all free, all wind and air and space and stars.
~ John Fowles
Just a golden body throwing stones aimlessly into the sea.
~ John Fowles
Do you know that every great thing in the history of art and every beautiful thing in life is actually what you call nasty or has been caused by feelings that you would call nasty? By passion, by love, by hatred, by truth.
~ John Fowles
Noi doi singuri în camer?. Nici trecut, nici viitor. Doar intensitatea È™i profunzimea momentului. SenzaÈ›ia c? totul avea în mod implacabil un sfârÈ™it: muzica, noi doi, luna, absolut totul. Dac? reuÈ™eÈ™ti s? p?trunzi în miezul lucrurilor, nu g?seÈ™ti altceva decât tristeÈ›e, numai tristeÈ›e, mereu È™i pretutindeni, dar o tristeÈ›e frumoas?, argintie, precum chipul lui Hristos.
~ John Fowles
I remember later he said (Professor Higgins again), you don't really stand a dog's chance anyhow. You're too pretty. The art of love's your line: not the love of art.
~ John Fowles