Quotes About Beauty

Life's finest treasures live in its simplest moments

Lo que la oruga llama fin del mundo, el maestro lo llama mariposa», escribió una vez el escritor y piloto de aviación Richard Bach.

a little bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives you roses.

No hay belleza perfecta que no tenga alguna rareza en sus proporciones»

With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?" —Oscar Wilde

Become a beautiful thinker. Commit to making each of your thoughts a thing of beauty. Devote yourself to coming up with stunning insights, ideas and reflections that are outright masterpieces.

The moment I stopped spending so much time chasing the big pleasures of life, I began to enjoy the little ones, like watching the stars dancing in a moonlit sky or soaking in the sunbeams of a glorious summer morning.

É fundamental divertires-te, enquanto percorres o caminho em direção aos teus objetivos. Nunca te esqueças do quão importante é viver com entusiasmo desenfreado. Nunca deixes de ver a beleza extraordinária de todos os seres vivos. Todas as experiências constituem lições, portanto, para de dar importância a coisas menores. Aproveita a tua vida!

Never forget the importance of living with unbridled exhilaration. Never neglect to see the exquisite beauty in all living things. Today, and this very moment, is a gift. Stay focused on your purpose. The universe will take care of everything else. — The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari

my recommendation is that you also create a private life strong in ethics, rich with marvelous beauty and unyielding when it comes to the protection of your inner peace.

Sometimes I wish I could photosynthesize so that just by being, just by shimmering at the meadow's edge or floating lazily on a pond, I could be doing the work of the world while standing silent in the sun.

I told myself I deserved some good luck, overlooking the fact that it would call for substantially more than luck to thrust me into one of those narratives where plain-Jane new girl catches the eye of inexplicably single Prince Charming, because somehow the new school has revealed her wild, irresistible beauty, of which she was never before aware.

I would burn my right hand in a slow fire To change the future . . . I should do foolishly. The beauty of modern Man is not in the persons but in the Disastrous rhythm, the heavy and mobile masses, the dance of the Dream-led masses down the dark mountain.

The beauty of things means virtue and value in them It is in the beholder's eye, not the worlds? Certainly. It is the human mind's translation of the transhuman Intrinsic glory. It means the world is sound.

The omnisecular spirit keeps the old with the new also. Nothing at all has suffered erasure. There is life not of our time. He calls ungainly bodies As beautiful as the grace of horses. He is weary of nothing; he watches air-planes; he watches pelicans.

There's a word for it, she told me, in French, for when you have a lingering impression of something having passed by. Sillage. I always think of it when a firework explodes and lights up the smoke from the ones before it. That's a terrible word, I teased. It's like an excuse for holding onto the past. Well, I think it's beautiful. A word for remembering small moments destined to be lost.

The funny thing about gold is how quickly it can tarnish.

The object we love seems to us more beautiful than it is:

Cats are a tonic, they are a laugh, they are a cuddle, they are at least pretty just about all of the time and beautiful some of the time.

The very fact of snow is such an amazement.

But it happens, and I am thankful enough for that, for those fleeting, wakeful moments of beauty and truth. They are the real joy of being human, brief matches that flare in the dark.

What would people look like if we could see them as they are, soaked in honey, stung and swollen, reckless, pinned against time?

A sensibility like this makes us prone to wonder, to pondering questions rather than wanting comforting answers. It makes us prone to beauty, to experiences of being lifted beyond our usual sense of who we are into a larger, more inclusive life, which leads to love.

Kitsch lives with one foot in the realm of aesthetics and another foot in the realm of ethics.