Quotes About Beauty

If your heart is beautiful, your face will be beautiful, your life will be beautiful, everything will be beautiful.

Beautiful as a dandelion-blossom golden in the green grass, this life can be.

I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.

A life lived for art, is never a life wasted.

Life stands before me like an eternal spring with new and brilliant clothes.

The only real elegance is in the mind; if you've got that, the rest really comes from it.

This is life and imperfection is beautiful and don't be afraid of that.

My heart found its home long ago in the beauty, mystery, order and disorder of the flowering earth. I wanted future generations to be able to savor what I had all my life.

No two snowflakes are alike.

The life of a designer is a life of fight: fight against the ugliness.

There must be always remaining in every life, some place for the singing of angels, some place for that which in itself is breathless and beautiful.

A healthful hunger for a great idea is the beauty and blessedness of life.

A walk about Paris will provide lessons in history, beauty, and in the point of Life.

The minute you step away from the negative people in your life you will instantly see the beauty in your horizon.

Art is the flower... life the green leaf.

then in that moment that I'd begun to love him. Because he didn't see the world like I saw the world. He didn't see the traps. Because he made me rethink even simple words like disgusting or beautiful.

the trees were putting on their September garments, brown and red and yellow

Neanche la sua bellezza può essere compresa e, quando intravedi la bellezza nella desolazione, qualcosa dentro di te cambia. La desolazione cerca di colonizzarti

He had not expected any of it to be beautiful, but it was beautiful.

The enormity of this experience combined with the heartbeat and the crescendo of sound from its ceaseless writing to fill me up until I had no room left. This moment, which I might have been waiting for my entire life all unknowing—this moment of an encounter with the most beautiful, the most terrible thing I might ever experience—was beyond me.

The beauty of it cannot be understood, either, and when you see beauty in desolation it changes something inside you. Desolation tries to colonize you.

Moss the shape of Grayson, all around Grayson, covering Grayson like a second skin. Showing, kiss by kiss, the beauty of Grayson to Grayson, who had never thought herself beautiful. That she was beautiful. All of Moss kissing all of her and Grayson seeing herself through Moss's eyes. Reborn in that moment.

I have come to have a great affection for monsters...

With sunset came a premonition of beauty: The pre-dusk sky already had so many stars in it. Before he activated the lens, he sat there for a few minutes, staring up at them, at the deep blue of the sky that framed them. At such moments, he felt as if he really did live on the edge of the known world. As if he was alone, in the way he wanted to be alone: when he chose to be and not when the world imposed it on him.