Quotes About Beauty

Heaven knows that John the Baptist was not more eager to get all his fellow sinners into the Jordan than I to baptize all of mine in the beauty of God's mountains.

God is the perfect poet.

A child does not notice the greatness and the beauty of nature and the splendor of God in his works.

It is easier to gaze into the sun, than into the face of the mystery of God. Such is its beauty and its radiance.

Music is one of the fairest and most glorious gifts of God.

The ground has on its clothes. The trees poke out of sheets and each branch wears the sock of God.

Rome is all things high and low. It is like God, it accommodates so much.

True beauty is to behold and reflect the beauty of God.

He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty, Who has made all things well.

The higher the hair, the closer to god.

They were doing a full back shot of me in a swimsuit and I thought, Oh my God, I have to be so brave. See, every woman hates herself from behind.

A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot!

I do not know much about gods; but I think that the river Is a strong brown god-sullen, untamed and intractable.

Sometimes when you're in a more fast-paced place, with more to see and do, you miss out on things like nature and beautiful, God-made things. They call it "God's country"!

How do we know for sure that no two snowflakes are the same - we haven't got anybody watching.

I quite agree with you. The sun is not kind. God should use a rose amber spot.

The god of music dwelleth out of doors.

I want to help you grow as beautiful as God meant you to be when he thought of you first.

Thou art beautiful because God created thee, but thou art a slave to sin... wickedness has made you ugly.

You think God will never forgive you, but the only God is beauty and beauty always forgives. It forgives with its infinite indifference.

God wrote His loveliest poem on the day He made the first silver poplar tree, And set it high upon a pale-gold hill For all the new enchanted earth to see.

Mathematics transfigures the fortuitous concourse of atoms into the tracery of the finger of God.

We are God's gift to each other. Like a master composer, He brings all the instruments together, each with a different tone, each playing a different part, and He makes it turn out so beautifully.

Were not the eye made to receive the rays of the sun, it could not behold the sun; if the peculiar power of God lay not in us, how could the godlike charm us?