Quotes About Beauty

A beautiful world with ugly people; an ugly world with beautiful people. We can never win.

Alive she was strikingly pretty. Dead she was so beautiful you could have raised an army to sack Troy just for possession of her casket

To say to young people, "There are no such things, really, as beauty and goodness," is to do far worse than to fail to direct them out of the cave and into the sun. It is to cut out the hearts of those who might still be minded to make that pilgrimage. It is worse than to fail to direct the ship of the soul by the constant star of the North. It is to tear the tiller out of the ship entirely and leave it at the mercy of the winds, and to call the aimlessness "freedom.

Gape long enough into a looking glass and you'll eventually see beauty. The same can be said of self-analysis, and as soon as one apes oneself, a second monkey is born.

The awe-inspiring beauty of nature is nothing more than being flabbergasted by our ignorance of it. Good art produces the same effect; and the worst thing an artist can do is to follow the herd, because domesticated art is about as dynamic as a domesticated animal.

Nothing distresses the civilized person like unfettered nature. The Grand Canyon seen from behind the railing is indeed a splendid sight, but as soon as the desert reclaims your golf course that is another matter altogether.

Humanity is as horrified and repulsed by real nature as it is by real death. Thus, we strike back against this formidable opponent with our sharpest weapon: our imagination. From this noble tool—born of necessity and elevated to beauty—culture was born, and the war against nature begun.

Skin color or the shape of one's nose cannot be the criteria upon which individuals are judged. Black is not beautiful; it's racist. Being African-American, conscious of your culture, fascinated by your history, this is beautiful—and really has nothing to do with putting a color chart next to your face.

This is the real Ripley, the lover of beauty, inspired by art, by antiquity. He's awed. He's cold. He so much wishes he weren't alone.

Books do furnish a room.

The greatness of poetry comes from its struggle to express the rapture of the soul in the contemplation of beauty.

She knew and, I think, understood the joy that my mind derived, at these first hearings, from this task of modelling a still shapeless nebula.40

Art was important to the pessimistic Schopenhauer because the aesthetic mode of knowing, the pure contemplation of beauty, the tranquil appreciation of the Ideas, enabled the individual to escape, for the time being, from the never-ending misery of unsatisfied desire into a Nirvana of spiritual peace.

One of her instructors in fashion had given her to understand that curls were not the thing. "They'll always pass muster," Miss Dunstable had replied, "when they are done up with bank notes."

In this world things are beautiful only because they are not quite seen, or not perfectly understood. Poetry is precious chiefly because it suggests more than it declares.

The tree is more than first a seed, then a stem, then a living trunk, and then dead timber. The tree is a slow, enduring force straining to win the sky.

I have always loved the desert. One sits down on a desert sand dune, sees nothing, hears nothing. Yet through the silence something throbs, and gleams.

A sky as pure as water bathed the stars and brought them out.

A pile of rocks ceases to be a rock when somebody contemplates it with the idea of a cathedral in mind.

What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well.

What makes the desert beautiful,' said the little prince, 'is that somewhere it hides a well...

If someone loves a flower of which just one example exists among all the millions and millions of stars, that's enough to make him happy when he looks at the stars.

Strangeness is the form taken by beauty when beauty has no hope.

as he would a constellation in the sky,