Quotes About Beauty

You posses a quality which can never belong to Mademoiselle Danglars. It is that indefinable charm which is to a woman what perfume is to the flower and flavor to the fruit, for beauty of either is not the only quality we seek.

We are entitled to violate history, provided that it results in handsome offspring.

I once listened to an Indian on television say that God was in the wind and the water, and I wondered at how beautiful that was because it meant you could swim in Him or have Him brush your face in a breeze.

I fell in love with books. Some people find beauty in music, some in painting, some in landscape, but I find it in words. By beauty, I mean the feeling you have suddenly glimpsed another world, or looked into a portal that reveals a kind of magic or romance out of which the world has been constructed, a feeling there is something more than the mundane, and a reason for our plodding.

Beauty for Beauty's sake and only later for the sake of others, newborn for a day.

Creation's the soul of haphazard.

The sea has left us but the sun remains

white and wise as the Sophoclean moon

I have caught sight of my true friend rounding the hillside in his cloak of rain

Just as an indescribable sunset or a breathtaking mountaintop vista evokes a spontaneous response, so we cannot encounter the worthiness of God without the response of worship.

You know, it really doesn`t matter what (the media) write as long as you`ve got a young and beautiful piece of ass.

I like perfume and flowers.

Fashion is all about happiness. It's fun. It's important. But it's not medicine.

Let's face it, the universe is messy. It is nonlinear, turbulent, and chaotic. It is dynamic. It spends its time in transient behavior on its way to somewhere else, not in mathematically neat equilibria. It self-organizes and evolves. It creates diversity, not uniformity. That's what makes the world interesting, that's what makes it beautiful, and that's what makes it work.

Costuming is an art," Betty added. "And we believe that catering to the darker nature of mankind is unwise. We concentrate on beauty.

I feel the stars. Each sparkle sets aflame the pain in my heart.

Gone was the cream and rose complexion he'd remembered. She was tan, which changed everything. What with the loose, wild hair, it lent an almost... heathenish edge, giving her normally pretty blue gaze a somewhat piercing, laser-like quality. Conversely, though she'd always been a sturdy thing, lithe, but strong and solid, at the moment, she looked... enveloped by the chef coat she wore, as if it were a size too big, or she'd suddenly grown smaller.

How beautiful, the grace of women; how soft their charity.

When it comes to age, it's all about the quality of the preservation,

mouth. Her mascara and eye shadow still looked okay at least. No need to add more, she decided. And thankfully, the mineral powder she'd used to seal her foundation seemed

Shortly thereafter, some friends encouraged me to try out for the Miss South Carolina World beauty pageant. To my surprise, I won - and was sent to New York City to compete nationally.

Beauty is rarely soft or consolatory. Quite the contrary. Genuine beauty is always quite alarming.

Caring too much for objects can destroy you. Only—if you care for a thing enough, it takes on a life of its own, doesn't it? And isn't the whole point of things—beautiful things—that they connect you to some larger beauty?

Death is the mother of beauty," said Henry. "And what is beauty?" "Terror.