Quotes About Beauty

If ever I to the moment shall say: Beautiful moment, do not pass away! Then you may forge your chains to bind me, Then I will put my life behind me, Then let them hear my death-knell toll, Then from your labours you'll be free, The clock may stop, the clock-hands fall, And time come to an end for me!

I mean now to try and see her as soon as I can: or perhaps, on second thoughts, I had better not; it is better I should behold her through the eyes of her lover. To my sight, perhaps, she would not appear as she now stands before me; and why should I destroy so sweet a picture?

Colors are light's suffering and joy

I call architecture frozen music.

A rainbow which lasts for a quarter of an hour is looked at no longer.

Man sollte alle Tage wenigstens ein kleines Lied hören, ein gutes Gedicht lesen, ein treffliches Gemälde sehen und, wenn es möglich zu machen wäre, einige vernünftige Worte sprechen.

What I have lately said of painting is equally true with respect to poetry. It is only necessary for us to know what is really excellent, and venture to give it expression; and that is saying much in few words. To-day I have had a scene, which, if literally related, would, make the most beautiful idyl in the world. But why should I talk of poetry and scenes and idyls? Can we never take pleasure in nature without having recourse to art?

To me the mountain mass lies nobly mute, The whences and the whys I don't dispute. When Nature by and in herself was founded, In purity the earthen sphere she rounded. In summit and in gorge did pleasure seek, And threaded cliff to cliff and peak to peak; Then did she fashion sloping hills at peace And gently down into the vale release. All greens and grows, and to her gay abundance Your swirling lunacies are sheer redundance.

The eternal feminine draws us on high.

Werd ich zum Augenblicke sagen: Verweile doch! du bist so schön! Dann magst du mich in Fesseln schlagen, Dann will ich gern zugrunde gehn!

Über allen Gipfeln Ist Ruh, In allen Wipfeln Spürest du Kaum einen Hauch; Die Vögelein schweigen in Walde. Warte nur, balde Ruhest du auch.

All our most honest toil succeeds only in unconscious moments. For how would the rose blossom if it were aware of the splendor of the sun!

O full and splendid Moon, whom I Have, from this desk, seen climb the sky

Life is not light, but refracted colour.

One hundred times have I been on the point of embracing her. Heavens! What a torment it is to see so much loveliness passing and repassing before us, and yet not dare to lay hold of it. And laying hold is the most natural of human instincts. So not children touch everything they see? And I!

I think of you when upon the sea the sun flings her beams. I think of you when the moonlight shines in silvery streams. I see you when upon the distant hills the dust awakes; At night when on a fragile bridge the traveler quakes. I hear you when the billows rise on high, With murmur deep. To tread the silent grove where wander I, When all's asleep.

You're growling, poodle! Animal squealings 1230 Hardly suit the exalted feelings Filling my soul to overflowing. We're used to people ridiculing What they hardly understand, Grumbling at the good and the beautiful— It makes them so uncomfortable! Do dogs now emulate mankind?

The town itself is disagreeable; but then, all around, you find an inexpressible beauty of nature.

The scattered tea goes with the leaves and every day a sunset dies.

Moons and years pass by and are gone forever, but a beautiful moment shimmers through life a ray of light.

Drift beautifully on the surface, and you will die unbeautifully in the depths.

Fashion is ephemeral, dangerous and unfair.

Beautify your breath - beautify your life.

Knowing this to be a worthless life to live, why do I keep living on? Because this life contains something called beauty7.