Quotes About Beauty

Jaded! With all this around us". He waved an all- embracing arm at the pikes and fells and howes on every side. "We would never see a hundredth of it if we went out every Sunday for the next ten years".

At the beauty of what she had stumbled onto, at the fear that something terrible would happen because she was not vigilant enough. She cried at the fear of something so good that she would not be brave enough to bear it.

Great music is in a sense serene it is certain of the values it asserts.

You must always believe that life is as extraordinary as music says it is.

As we passed by on the stony causeway, women looked up at us from the fields, their faces furrowed with all known distresses. By their sides, lambs skipped in gaiety and innocence, and goats skipped in gaiety but without innocence, and at their feet the cyclamens shone mauve; the beasts and flowers seemed fortunate because they are not human, as those who have passed within the breath of a plague and have escaped it.

Beauty may be skin deep, but ugly goes clear to the bone.

Orange] is one of God's favorite colors--- He stuck it right there between red and yellow as the second color in the rainbow. He decorates entire forests with shades of orange every autumn. It shows up in sunrises at the start of the day, sunsets at the end of the day, and in the glow of the moon at the right time of night.

skin white as snow, hair black as night...

Every once in a while you just have to decide to something very crazy and very right-- just dare yourself to live. I don't mean doing something stupid and destructive-- just something fun and good and beautiful.

Every once in a while you just have to decide to do something very crazy and very right--just to dare yourself to live. I don't mean doing something stupid and destructive--just something fun and good and beautiful.

Evil isn't beautiful on its own. You know?' 'Well, good people are sometimes ugly-' Blanche said at last. 'I don't know about that. Not really,' Bear shook his head. 'If the good's there, and you look for it, you'll see it in some way.' 'I think Bear is right,' Rose said decidedly. 'Fairy tales teach you that. No one who's really good ever stays ugly. It's always a disguise.

My skin's too white." she said. Says who, Snow White?" he said, touching her cheek lightly with one hand.

Evil things often look beautiful. But that's because they've stolen the beauty from the good.... Evil isn't beautiful on its own.

The priceless artifacts that passed through her hands amazed her. The beauty, the craftsmanship, the history – she sighed. If only she could spend more time alone with the treasures and less time with the pretentious buyers.

He wanted to see the world through her eyes, where simple things like oak paneling and stone bridges were marvels.

I think the true gardener is a lover of his flowers, not a critic of them. I think the true gardener is the reverent servant of Nature, not her truculent, wife-beating master. I think the true gardener, the older he grows, should more and more develop a humble, grateful and uncertain spirit.

Obscure faith enlightens us somewhat like the night, which, though surrounding us with shadows, allows us to see the stars, and by them the depths of the firmament. There is here a mingling of light and shade which is extremely beautiful. That we may see the stars, the sun must hide, night must begin. Amazingly, in the obscurity of night we see to a far greater distance than in the day; we see even the distant stars, which reveal to us the immense expanse of the heavens.

Though every prospect pleases,And only man is vile.

From Greenland's icy mountains,From India's coral strand,Where Afric's sunny fountainsRoll down their golden sand.

8th Juror: Did you ever see a woman who had to wear glasses and didn't want to because she thinks they spoil her looks? 6th Juror: My wife. Listen, I'm telling ya, as soon as we walk outa the house... 8th Juror: Maybe the district attorney didn't know either. 6th Juror: Yeah, that's what I was just gonna say. 3rd Juror: Ok. She had marks on her nose. I'm givin' ya that. From glasses. Right? She never worn 'em out of the house so people think'd she was gorgeous.

gouverner l esprit des autres, et non faire le salut de son âme, ni rechercher le vrai ou le beau.

Describe plum-blossoms? Better than my verses...white Wordless Butterflies

Nothing which is true or beautiful or good makes complete sense in any immediate context of history therefore we must be saved by faith.

But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair