Quotes About Beauty

When Helen deserted her husband Menelaus, king of Sparta, and eloped with the handsome Trojan prince Paris

True, the same visitor concedes, in the city you will also 'see the most beautiful sights on earth'

No, I mean it. You're going to make it. You're a beautiful kid." Ben looked back at his father. "You think sewers are beautiful.

You know I love to spend my mornings, like sunlight dancing on your skin

Yeah, I know I'm ugly... I said to a bartender, 'Make me a zombie.' He said 'God beat me to it.'

Only in the tamed trembling of a poem, I had believed Some kindness might survive

The earth seemed almost to move with me…. I had found a new source of power and beauty, a source I never dreamt existed.

This--this was what made life a moment of quiet, the water falling in the fountain, the girl's voice...a moment of captured beauty. He who is truly wise will never permit such moments to escape.

It was the beauty of the liturgy in St. Sophia that converted Russia to Orthodoxy after a fact-finding mission from Kiev in the tenth century experienced the service and reported back: "we knew not whether we were in Heaven or earth. For on earth there is no such splendour and beauty, and we are at a loss how to describe it. We only know that there God dwells among men.

Beauty is a fragile and vulnerable quality, and moreover one that is difficult to achieve; ugliness, by contrast, is unbreakable and invulnerable, and very easy to achieve.

One red gash of sunset shone....

No doubt there are some who, when confronted with a line of mathematical symbols, however simply presented, can only see the face of a stern parent or teacher who tried to force into them a non-comprehending parrot-like apparent competence--a duty and a duty alone--and no hint of magic or beauty of the subject might be allowed to come through.

Even an aardvarks think their offspring are beautiful

In every heartbreak beauty intrudes.

Beauty is vanishing from our world because we live as though it did not matter.

Styles may change, details may come and go, but the broad demands of aesthetic judgement are permanent.

beauty is an ultimate value—something that we pursue for its own sake, and for the pursuit of which no further reason need be given. Beauty should therefore be compared to truth and goodness, one member of a trio of ultimate values which justify our rational inclinations.

It is an ancient view that truth, goodness, and beauty cannot, in the end, conflict. Maybe the degeneration of beauty into kitsch comes precisely from the postmodern loss of truthfulness, and with it the loss of moral direction.

Music is a wonderful example of something that's in this world but not of this world. Great works of music speak to us from another realm even though they speak to us in ordinary physical sounds.

We appreciate beautiful things not for their utility only, but also for what they are in themselves—or more plausibly, for how they appear in themselves.

This is a perfect world I'm riding on an incline I'm staring in your face You'll photograph mine

But, modest though it was, the building had always felt to Paolo like an anteroom of heaven.

By all accounts, my left foot has something very feminine about it. It's curvy, like Suzanne. The flesh is milky, and the skin is delicate just like the skin on Suzanne's temples, with the veins clearly marked in blue. The nails are pearly, the toes long and dainty like fingers. The instep has none of the unattractiveness so evident in other parts of my body. It has an elegance shared only with Suzanne.

What a beautiful thing, to walk amidst the endless diversity of life with the ability to perceive the source and the reality of its unity.