Quotes About Beauty

Samo su sitne ptice Å¡arene. Gavrani su crni. Ni orlovi se ne kite.

Time takes the ugliness and horror out of death and turns it into beauty.

So many of the loveliest things in England are melancholy.

I suppose the best kind of spring morning is the best weather God has to offer.

Rose doesn't like the flat country, but I always did – flat country seems to give the sky such a chance.

Flowers are those little colorful beacons of the sun from which we get sunshine when dark, somber skies blanket our thoughts.

Change may come to you in trinkets and I hope it adorns your life gracefully.

A flower falls, even though we love it and a weed grows, even though we do not love it.

The only way I'd be caught without makeup is if my radio fell in the bathtub while I was taking a bath and electrocuted me and I was in between makeup at home. I hope my husband would slap a little lipstick on me before he took me to the morgue.

I make jokes about it, but it's the truth that I kind of patterned my look after the town tramp. I didn't know what she was, just this woman who was blond and piled her hair up, wore high heels and tight skirts, and, boy, she was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen. Momma used to say, "Aw, she's just trash," and I thought, That's what I want to be when I grow up. Trash.

If I see something saggin', baggin', or draggin', I'm gone have it nipped, tucked, or sucked!

I don't know what the big deal is about old age. Old people who shine from the inside look 10 to 20 years younger.

Smile, it increases your face value.

And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon… Edward Lear

Push-up bras are like breasts on the half-shell.

To be interwoven in life experience is a beautiful gift.

Every morning I stand here and watch the sun gild the trees and the grottoes. It's like drawing a breath before the day begins in earnest.

There are pockets of time, she thinks, where every sense rings like a bell, where the world brims with fleeting grace.

So much of Valetto is negative space, I thought as I walked along, the conjuring of imaginary forms, but then you turn a corner and see the curled Cs of a dozen sleeping cats in the piazza, the clay-potted geraniums on the edges of stone stairs, the winter rooftop gardens, or the old man in a leather apron walking to the church every hour to ring the bronze bells, and you feel certain that this town of ten will be here forever.

Me costaba distinguir sus facciones. A nuestro alrededor, en el jardín, los árboles y el seto estaban grises, como modelados a partir de la pasta densa del crepúsculo.

Los toros tienen la capacidad de producir belleza y fe en un mundo que ha abandonado sus raíces

Everyone wants to marry and Irish girl, they have the most beautiful babies.

Writing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.

Publishing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.