Quotes About Beauty

Aunt Sarah's still smooth, unwrinkled, youthful looking face, made more charming by being framed in waves of silvery gray hair, on which the "Hand of Time," in passing, had sprinkled some of the dust from the road of life.

Everything about her was at once vigorous and exquisite, at once strong and fine. He had a confused sense that she must have cost a great deal to make, that a great many dull and ugly people must, in some mysterious way, have been sacrificed to produce her.

I often wonder whether a frumpy old woman can ever be quite fair in her estimate of a young and lovely one.

Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.

Genius is of small use to a woman who does not know how to do her hair.

Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows.

Beauty in distress is much the most affecting beauty.

I have not yet lost a feeling of wonder, and of delight, that the delicate motion should reside in all the things around us, revealing itself only to him who looks for it.

Gather therefore the Rose, whilst yet is prime,For soon comes age, that will her pride deflower:Gather the Rose of love, whilst yet is time.

Her angel's faceAs the great eye of heaven shined bright,And made a sunshine in the shady place.

Roses red and violets blue,And all the sweetest flowers, that in the forest grew.

All that in this delightful garden grows,Should happy be, and have immortal bliss.

For all that fair is, is by nature good;That is a sign to know the gentle blood.

For all that nature by her mother witCould frame in earth.

Her birth was of the womb of morning dew.

What did they say about Helen of Troy? That her face launched a thousand ships? That's you, you're that beautiful. A thousand ships.

She was one of those women whose features are not perfect and who in their moments of dimness may not seem even pretty, but who, excited by the blood or the spirit, become almost supernaturally beautiful.

A woman can look book moral and exciting ... if she also looks as if it was quite a struggle.

A stricken tree, a living thing, so beautiful, so dignified, so admirable in its potential longevity, is, next to man, perhaps the most touching of wounded objects.

It is given to very few women to know the beauty of a man's real friendship.

When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but ferociously tenacious.

To Crystal, hair was the most important thing on earth. She would never get married because you couldn't wear curlers in bed.

I would I were alive again to kiss the fingers of the rain.

Catch from the board of beauty/ Such careless crumbs as fall.