Quotes About Beauty

It was a kind of respect, a kind of thanks. On a beautiful summer morning, I suppose you could call it joy.

To be a hill, to be a sandy beach, to be a Saturday, all are possible verbs in a world where everything is alive. Water, land, and even a day, the language a mirror for seeing the animacy of the world, the life that pulses through all things, through pines and nuthatches and mushrooms. This is the language I hear in the woods; this is the language that lets us speak of what wells up all around us.

The organic symmetry of forms belongs together; the placement of every leaf, the harmony of shapes speak their message.

The circle of young cedars look like women in green shawls, beaded with raindrops catching the light, graceful dancers in feathery fringe that sways with their steps.

It's too beautiful for English to explain

I came to know that it wasn't naming the source of wonder that mattered, it was wonder itself.

This was an exercise in personal forestry. But it was also an exercise in the creation of personal art. I could have been painting a landscape or composing a cycle of songs.

I just stand there, tears running down my cheeks in nameless emotion that tastes of joy and of grief. Joy for the being of the shimmering world and grief for what we have lost.

I came to know that it wasn't naming the source of wonder that mattered, it was wonder itself

thank all the birds who move and fly about over our heads. The Creator gave them the gift of beautiful songs. Each morning they greet the day and with their songs remind us to enjoy and appreciate life.

It's just poetry, beauty and love. How hard can that be to act?

Seagulls... slim yachts of the element.

...[K]now that however ugly the parts appear the whole remains beautiful. A severed hand Is an ugly thing, and man dissevered from the earth and stars and his history... for contemplation or in fact... Often appears atrociously ugly. Integrity is wholeness, the greatest beauty is Organic wholeness, the wholeness of life and things, the divine beauty of the universe....

The heads of strong old age are beautiful / Beyond all grace of youth

The greatest beauty is organic wholeness, the wholeness of life and things, the divine beauty of the universe.

The beauty of things was born before eyes and sufficient to itself; the heartbreaking beauty Will remain when there is no heart to break for it.

Whew," he said. "You clean up good . You don't look like the same girl." She frowned right before she laughed. "Do women usually thank you for saying things like that?

Thanks a lot. You could have cut the girl some slack. We haven't had anything pretty to look at around here since Bradley's old golder retriever died died last fall.

Just living is not enough... One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower. —Hans Christian Andersen

She reached her fingertips up to the hair at his temples. "You're showing a little gray here. Not much, but a little. I suppose I did that to you." "Probably. But I'm very tough—I can take it." "Oh,

You had to see Catherine six years ago, when they first met. A little too thin, hollow-eyed, in a threadbare dress. She was not only beautiful, she was tragic , a regular damsel in distress. She told Jimmy he was the only chance at happiness she'd ever had, and Jimmy ate it up, hook, line and sinker. In a matter of months they were engaged, then married. Catherine Gagnon came, she saw, and she conquered.

That's the beauty of retrospect. One sees so much more clearly.

Whoa, whoa!" he says as he sits up in bed. "You're beautiful. There is no ugly now. And I'm sure there was no ugly then. It was only how you felt when you were sick. I can understand that. But I can also assure you that you have never been ugly. There is only beauty here.

Great. I'm with the hottest man I've ever known and raccoons have crawled through my hair and settled under my eyes.