Quotes About Beauty

Quand les sculpteurs façonnent leur pierre, ils le font d'après lui.

He made it look beautiful, this sweating, hacking art of ours. I understood why his father did not let him fight in front of the others. How could any ordinary man take pride in his own skill when there was this in the world?

his beautiful body lost to bones and gray ash.

Je lui dirais que certaines personnes sont comme des constellations qui ne touchent la terre que l'espace d'une saison.

As if he heard me, he smiled, and his face was like the sun. - The Song of Achilles

Diría que algunas personas son como las constelaciones, que solo tocan la Tierra durante una Temporada

I always wished that I could find someone as beautiful as you, but in the process I forgot that I was special too.

Beauty is where you find it.

I am rich and famous. I have a talented and gorgeous husband and two beautiful children. I could go on.

I get strength from my art - all the paintings I own are powerful.

Curve: The loveliest distance between two points.

Cultivate your curves - they may be dangerous but they won't be avoided.

I never worry about diets. The only carrots that interest me are the number you get in a diamond.

Look your best - who said love is blind?

The curve is more powerful than the sword.

Goodness, what beautiful diamonds!' 'Goodness had nothing to do with it'.

You may admire a girl's curves on the first introduction, but the second meeting shows up new angles.

I didn't discover curves; I only uncovered them.

Gentlemen prefer blondes, but who says blondes prefer gentlemen?

do you know the land where the lemon-trees blossom;where the golden oranges glow in the dark foliage''.

In Wexford non c'è niente di cupo. Il sole sorge molto vicino alla città e a volte sembra che si levi tra le case. Il vento disperde semi contro i muri e lungo i bordi dei tetti, così, se alzi lo sguardo, tra te e il cielo puoi vedere sbocciare le margherite.

A cherry tree was coming into bloom, shooting out a froth of sugar-pink blossoms. She could see from its size and the gnarled branches that it was a mature tree, yet still capable of putting on such a wonderful show. A new beginning every spring, even from an old tree.

to wish to forget how much you loved someone—and then, to actually forget—can feel, at times, like the slaughter of a beautiful bird who chose, by nothing short of grace, to make a habitat of your heart.

I think beauty neither obscures truth nor reveals it. Likewise, it leads neither toward justice nor away from it.