Quotes About Beauty

True definition of science: the study of the beauty of the world.

The sciences throw an inexpressible grace over our compositions, even where they are not immediately concerned; as their effects are discernible where we least expect to find them.

The beauty of a living thing is not the atoms that go into it, but the way those atoms are put together.

You may translate books of science exactly. ... The beauties of poetry cannot be preserved in any language except that in which it was originally written.

He who hears the rippling of rivers in these degenerate days will not utterly despair.

If every one were cast in the same mould, there would be no such thing as beauty.

If a conclusion is not poetically balanced, it cannot be scientifically true.

Art is the beautiful way of doing things. Science is the effective way of doing things. Business is the economic way of doing things.

Sometimes, even by accident, the universe makes beauty, and we can stand back in awe of it. Even better - we can figure out why. Science! I love this stuff.

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But bad mortality o'ersways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower?

The beauty of life is, therefore, geometrical beauty of a type that Plato would have much appreciated.

Nature engenders the science of painting

There are all kinds of interesting questions that come from a knowledge of science, which only adds to the excitement and mystery and awe of a flower.

The forests of America, however slighted by man, must have been a great delight to God; for they were the best he ever planted.

Nature never wears a mean appearance. Neither does the wisest man extort her secret, and lose his curiosity by finding out all her perfection.

The beauty of science and the nature of scientific revelations constitute part of the modern theologian's perspective and toolbox.

This is *our* Universe, our museum of wonder and beauty, our cathedral.

Science has helped us to understand and master ourselves, creating an elevated new form of human life, the wealth and beauty of which cannot be pictured today by the keenest imagination.

All high truth is poetry. Take the results of science: they glow with beauty, cold and hard as are the methods of reaching them.

We're not freaks, Tally. We're normal. We may not be gorgeous, but at least we're not hyped-up Barbie dolls.

Only a fool would leave the enjoyment of rainbows to the opticians. Or give the science of optics the last word on the matter.

Science produces an incomparably lyrical state in this man.

A tree nowhere offers a straight line or a regular curve, but who doubts that root, trunk, boughs, and leaves embody geometry?

The Sun, the stars and the seasons as they pass, some can gaze upon these with no strain of fear.