Quotes About Beauty

Drawing is like making an expressive gesture with the advantage of permanence.

Hair is the greatest thing to experiment with because it's not permanent. If I didn't like my colour, I'd just change it.

I think it is the natural and innate function of certain organisms to secrete beauty in permanent forms we call artworks, to respond to beauty by answering its discovery with a new beauty.

I'm moving to Rio permanently with my family. It's one of the places left in the world where people still live with a big charge of poetry on a daily basis. I feel we've kind of lost that here in Europe.

A 41-inch bust and a lot of perseverance will get you more than a cup of coffee - a lot more.

This time, however, it is not that I care for this dwelling; it is only because it is pretty and uncommon, and the sketch will be an interesting souvenir.

Où sont cachés les stigmates du pire quand la vie courante nous contraint chaque jour à renaître à la banalité écoeurante et splendide ?

On awakening, bless the day, for it is already full of unseen good which your blessing will call forth; for to bless is to acknowledge the unlimited good that is embedded in the very texture of the universe and awaiting each and all. To bless is to acknowledge the omnipresent, universal beauty, hidden to material eyes. It is to activate the law of attraction which for the furthest reaches of the universe will bring into your life exactly what you need to experience and enjoy.

Seen through the gold of old Scotch, life seems more beautiful.

He turned his head and saw a daisy growing by his nose. He picked it, sniffed it, and then handed it to Carlitos, who lay beside him. Carlitos took it from him and was about to smell it too, but instead he crammed it into his mouth and ate it.

En blomst ved min elskedes seng har jeg sat, // en rose, der rødmende stod der i nat. // Først faldt der er et blad og så to os og fler, // nu tror den vist ikke på knopskydning mer.

let us love winter, for it is the spring of genuis.

There is no gathering the rose without being pricked by the thorns.

The stars and the rivers and waves call you back.

God has in his power to make dazzling unmixed light spring from the somber depths of evening. He can also enclose the white explosion of day under the gloom of black clouds.

L'arte, che col suo pregio dona ogni dolcezza ai mortali, spesso fece sì che anche l'incredibile diventasse credibile.

Youth is a blossom whose fruit is love; happy is he who plucks it after watching it slowly ripen.

Remember how in that communion only, beholding beauty with the eye of the mind, he will be enabled to bring forth, not images of beauty, but reality (for he has hold not of an image but of a reality), and bringing forth and nourishing true virtue to become the friend of God and be immortal, if mortal man may.

Beloved Pan, and all ye other gods who haunt this place, give me beauty in the inward soul; and may the outward and inward man be at one. May I reckon the wise to be the wealthy, and may I have such a quantity of gold as none but the temperate can carry.

To love rightly is to love what is orderly and beautiful in an educated and disciplined way.

Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, a charm to sadness, gaiety and life to everything. It is the essence of order, and leads to all that is god, just, and beautiful, of which it is the invisible, but never less, dazzaling, passionate, and eternal form.

Remember how in that communion only, beholding beauty with the eye of the mind, he will be enabled to bring forth, not images of beauty, but realities (for he has hold not of an image but of a reality), and bringing forth and nourishing true virtue to become the friend of God and be immortal, if mortal man may.N.B. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. See also Napoleon Bonaparte.

There is in them a softer fire than the ruby, there is the brilliant purple of the amethyst, and the sea green of the emerald - all shining together in incredible union. Some by their splendor rival the colors of the painters, others the flame of burning sulphur or of fire quickened by oil.

But, if I were given my choice, I prefer the speech like the winter snows.