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Quotes About Beauty

birds already were calling and lifting into the sky.
~ Frank Herbert
Cool your sorrow—we've the diversions for it; three things there are that ease the heart—water, green grass, and the beauty of woman.
~ Frank Herbert
If it sells, it's art.
~ Frank Lloyd
The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes. If you foolishly ignore beauty, you will soon find yourself without it. Your life will be impoverished. But if you invest in beauty, it will remain with you all the days of your life.
~ Frank Lloyd Wright
Building becomes architecture only when the mind of man consciously takes it and tries with all his resources to make it beautiful, to put concordance, sympathy with nature, and all that into it. Then you have architecture.
~ Frank Lloyd Wright
She smells like angels ought to smell, the perfect woman... the Goddess. Goldie. She says her name is Goldie.
~ Frank Miller
Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern.
~ Frank O'Hara
It is easy to be beautiful; it is difficult to appear so. I admire you, beloved, for the trap you've set. It's like a final chapter no one reads because the plot is over.
~ Frank O'Hara
When I die, don't come, I wouldn't want a leaf to turn away from the sun -- it loves it there. There's nothing so spiritual about being happy but you can't miss a day of it, because it doesn't last.
~ Frank O'Hara
The stars fell one by one into his eyes and burnt.
~ Frank O'Hara
If I am ever to find these trees meaningful I must have you by the hand. As it is, they stretch dusty fingers into an obscure sky, and the snow looks up like a face dirtied with tears. Should I cry out and see what happens? There could only be a stranger wandering in this landscape, cold, unfortunate, himself frozen fast in wintry eyes.
~ Frank O'Hara
Leaf! you are so big! How can you change your color, then just fall! As if there were no such thing as integrity!
~ Frank O'Hara
Oh! kangaroos, sequins, chocolate sodas! / You really are beautiful! Pearls, / harmonicas, jujubes, aspirins!
~ Frank O'Hara
Dreamt by a Man in a Field I am thinking of the dead Who are still with us. They are not like us, they are Young and beautiful, On their way in the rain To meet their lovers. On their way with their dark umbrellas, Always laughing, so quick, Like limbs flying back In a boat before night, So constant, Like the glass floats The fisherman use in Japan. But for them there is no moon, For us the same news We do not receive.
~ Frank Stanford
The Minnow If I press on its head, the eyes will come out like stars. The ripples it makes can move the moon.
~ Frank Stanford
I saw the black seam of your stocking Running down the side of the mountain like a creek I put the whiskey down and listened from "Blue Yodel of the Desperado
~ Frank Stanford
After a storm ,there will be a rainbow.
~ Frank Stella
We must remember that possession of physical beauty can easily weaken the moral faculty.
~ Frank Tallis
When i see an ugly bride, what i am really seeing is a glimmer of hope for the future [maybe i will marry someday.]
~ Frank Warren
Nobody looks good with brown lipstick on.
~ Frank Zappa
Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
~ Franz Kafka
I can't think of anything to write about, I'm just walking around here between the lines, under the light of your eyes, in the breadth of your mouth as in a beautiful happy day, which remains beautiful and happy, even when the head is sick and tired.
~ Franz Kafka
Milena - what a rich heavy name, almost too full to be lifted, and in the beginning I didn't like it much, it seemed to me a Greek or Roman gone astray in Bohemia, violated by Czech, cheated of its accent, and yet in colour and form it is marvellously a woman, a woman whom one carries in one's arms out of the world, and out of the fire, I don't know which, and she presses herself willingly and trustingly into your arms.
~ Franz Kafka
There has never been a time in which I have been convinced from within myself that I am alive. You see, I have only such a fugitive awareness of things around me that I always feel they were once real and are now fleeting away. I have a constant longing, my dear sir, to catch a glimpse of things as they may have been before they show themselves to me. I feel that they were calm and beautiful. It must be so, for I often hear people talking about them as though they were.
~ Franz Kafka