Quotes About Beauty

Está bien, dije, estoy agradecida de que sea una niña. Y espero que ella sea una tonta... eso es lo mejor que puede ser una niña en este mundo, una tontita hermosa...

La propia ciudad, a pesar de que ella se hubiese ido estaba impregnada de una belleza melancólica [...] Alargó la mano desesperadamente como para atrapar solo una brizna de aire, para salvar un fragmento del lugar que ella había hecho precioso para él. Pero todo pasaba demasiado deprisa ya para sus ojos empañados y supo que había perdido para siempre aquella parte que era la más pura y la mejor.

Beauty means the agony of sacrifice and the end of agony

I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool—that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.

beautiful girls have throats instead of necks.

Her throat, full of aching, grieving beauty, told only of her unexpected joy.

Minute by minute the sweetness drained down into her out of the willow trees, out of the dark world.

On the centre of the lake, cooled by the piercing current of the Rhône, lay the true centre of the Western World. Upon it floated swans like boats and boats like swans, both lost in the nothingness of the heartless beauty.

always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and the beauty in the world. --- quoted by Evan Osnos to describe the rapidly urbanising China

I'm glad it's a girl. I hope she'll be a fool—that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.

All my beautiful lovely safe world blew itself up here with a great gust of high explosive love.

I said, 'I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool—that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.

He must have looked up at an unfamiliar sky through frightening leaves and shivered as he found what a grotesque thing a rose is and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass. A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about...

in the last of those days when the great gardener clipped the inferior roses to produce one perfect bud.

Sometimes when I've felt particularly radiant I've though, why should this be wasted on one man.

mas carregava o excesso de carne com sensualidade, como algumas mulheres.

Then the door opened and she came into the room - and it was as though everything in it suddenly blurred before his eyes. He had not remembered how beautiful she was, and he felt his face grow pale and his voice diminish to a poor sigh in his throat.

As she crossed the threshold her face caught the room's last light and brought it outside with her.

that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.

Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses--

You see, I am fate," it shouted, "and stronger than your puny plans; and I am how-things-turn-out and I am different from your little dreams, and I am the flight of time and the end of beauty and unfulfilled desire; all the accidents and imperceptions and the little minutes that shape the crucial hours are mine. I am the exception that proves no rules, the limits of your control, the condiment in the dish of life.

This was untrue. I am not even faintly like a rose. She was only extemporizing, but a stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words.

I've just finished a book of his, 'The Picture of Dorian Gray,' and I certainly wish you'd read it. You'd like

You know I'm old in some ways--in others--well, I'm just a little girl. I like sunshine and pretty things and cheerfulness-- and I dread responsibility. I don't want to think about pots and kitchens and brooms. I want to worry whether my legs will get slick and brown when I swim in the summer.