Quotes About Beauty

Los pececillos, abandonándose a las olas, bailan, cantan y juegan, pero ¿quién conoce el corazón del mar a cien pies de la superficie? ¿Quién conoce su profundidad?

A tea bowl that has no imperfections is said to be lacking in beauty

The little fishes, abandoning themselves to the waves, dance and sing, and play, but who knows the heart of the sea, a hundred feet down? Who knows its depth?

Little fishes, abandoning themselves to the waves, dance and sing, and play, but who knows the heart of the sea, a hundred feet down? Who knows its depth?

You'll find, my friend, that in the gutters of this floating world, much of the trash consists of fallen flowers.

she was impressed that a single ray of sun could make the world this beautiful.

She wasn't a bird in a cage. A bird in a cage, when the cage is opened, can still fly away. She was a bird embroidered onto a screen — a white bird in clouds of gold stitched onto a screen of melancholy satin. The years passed; the bird's feathers darkened, mildewed, and were eaten by moths, but the bird stayed on the screen even in death.

Small white clouds floated in the blue sky above, and on the street a flute vendor was playing the flute - a sharp, soft, sinuous, Oriental tune that twisted and turned in the ear like embroidery, like a picture of a dream in a novel, a trail of white mist coming out from under the bed curtain and unfurling all sorts of images, slowly uncoiling like a lazy snake, till finally the drowsiness is just too great, and even the dream falls asleep.

You may break, you may shatter the vase, if you will, But the scent of roses will hang round it still. Thomas Moore

Max had never been pure and shining, enthroned on an altar in her heart, an icon. No, he was something that was lived in. Like a house full of nicks and jumble and worn chair arms, and more wonderful than any immaculate palace.

Because rich people need poor friends (but not too poor!) to maintain their connection to the struggle that spawned them even if they never struggled. Poor people tend to know what's going on plus they are often good-looking, at least when they are young and even later they are the cool interesting people the rich person once slept with, so the poor person always feathers the nests of the rich.

The beauty of the story is that it happened. It was the last thing that happened in New York. Everything else happened while I was stopping it from happening.

My favorite color... the seam of a desert horizon.

He possessed ugliness the way a few rare souls possess beauty, an ugliness that fascinated

Like life, the ocean holds chance and change, grief and terror and beauty. It promises mortality, not peace.

We don't go to the ocean for anything as simple as happiness, do we? We go there to feel alive. Like life, the ocean holds chance and change, grief and terror and beauty. It promises mortality, not peace.

One advertisement proclaims, A flat stomach is beautiful! For me, a flat ego is beautiful.

She must be the apple of her father's eye for she was a plain girl with nothing in her face or figure to indicate she would not remain so. As for rebellion I couldn't detect the slightest twitch of it in her.

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An American writer who had come to visit France . . . asked quite naturally what it was that had kept me here so long. . . It was useless to answer him in words. I suggested instead that we take a stroll through the streets. —HENRY MILLER ON LIVING IN PARIS

There's no leeway for a woman's looks. You never see a man walking down the street with a woman who has a little pot belly and a bald spot.

The sculptor produces the beautiful statue by chipping away such parts of the marble block as are not needed — it is a process of elimination.

The sculptor produces the beautiful statue by chipping away such parts of the marble block as are not needed - it is a process of elimination.

Art is the beautiful way of doing things. Science is the effective way of doing things. Business is the economic way of doing things.