Quotes About Beauty

the European attitude that the very young can be charming and delightful and pretty but only a mature woman can be beautiful; and only a mature man can be strong enough to be truly tender.

The day was gold and amber and russet and copper and bronze, with occasional flashes of flame.

Que la terre est petite à qui la voit des cieux! Delille.

Mrs Whatsit shook her beautiful head.

I had never seen the end of day and the beginning of the night greet each other. We were caught in the loveliness between the two. A House Like a Lotus

la brezza della sera arruffava gli alberi e le accarezzava i capelli, calda e dolce

I saw two beings in the hues of the youth Standing upon a hill, a gentle hill... And both were young-- and one was beautiful -The Dream, Canto II Lord Byron

2. Men like women without make-up. They don't. They like extremely well and carefully made-up women whose skin has that expensive cultured look which comes from three hours at the dressing table. A woman who is really without make-up would frighten them to death. They regard blotches as eczema, and uneven colouring as a sign of tertiary syphilis.

Kennst du das Land, wo die Zitronen blühn, Im dunklen Laub die Goldorangen glühn.

buy a greenhouse and

Anna Kelly was sitting beside Emmet's bed. She wore a white cardigan over a pale blue dress. Her blonde hair, like Clio's, was shiny and the colour of corn. Stevie hadn't realised that she was such an attractive little thing. 'Well, well. Lucky Emmet. His own little Florence Nightingale,' he said admiringly.

your looks—that

You're not bad-looking, Kit. Fellows are always saying that you look terrific. Could you sort of set yourself at him and get him. Distract him from Anna … then she'd come back to me.' Her first instinct was to laugh. Kit McMahon, a Mata Hari who could attract the desire of any man away from a little blonde beauty like Anna Kelly!

Azariel didn't know what to say. Most Frenchmen preferred voluptuous women - whose ample breasts proved how well the next generation would be nurtured, between whose thighs they would take their pleasure. Women, in turn, dressed to appear as plump and fruitful as possible. Some even wore neckbands that, when pulled tight, made their chins look doubled. What kind of man wouldn't want a full-figured wife?

The beauty of Rav Yohanan is not mentioned because Rav Yohanan did not have splendor of face (a beard).

Mostly I have felt myself becoming a servant of sadness. I am still looking for the beauty in that.

Suppose I were to begin by saying that I had fallen in love with a color.

That this blue exists makes my life a remarkable one, just to have seen it. To have seen such beautiful things. To find oneself placed in their midst. Choiceless.

The half-circle of blinding turquoise ocean is this love's primal scene. That this blue exists makes my life a remarkable one, just to have seen it. To have seen such beautiful things. To find oneself placed in their midst. Choiceless. I returned there yesterday and stood again upon the mountain.

Last night I wept in a way I haven't wept for some time. I wept until I aged myself. I watched it happen in the mirror. I watched the lines arrive around my eyes like engraved sunbursts; it was like watching flowers open in time-lapse on a windowsill. The tears not only aged my face, they also changed its texture, turned the skin of my cheeks into putty. I recognized this as a rite of decadence, but I did not know how to stop it.

All my life I dreamed of having someone think I was beautiful.

Honesty is all I've got, she said finally, speaking in a low voice. I don't have family. I don't have beauty, or a man. I don't have money, and I sure as hell don't have a future. All I've got to prop up my pride is my word. Her chin rose. When Jenny Jones says something, you can bet your last peso that it's true.

Donna. Miniatures

Lavallee, Apothecary's Rose, Celsiana, Crested Moss, Souvenir de la Malmaison