Quotes About Beauty

It wouldn't be much fun living on a planet where grass could not grow.

As I walked home last night I saw a lone fox dancing In the cold moonlight. I stood and watched. Then Took the low road, knowing The night was his by right. Sometimes, when words ring true, I'm like a lone fox dancing In the morning dew.

She walked home through the darkening glade, singing of the stars; and the trees stood still and listened to her, and the mountains were glad.

I was never afraid of the dark, and till today I see the night as a friend, giving me the privacy that I find so hard to find by day. Starlight, moonlight, early dawn, all have a special loveliness about them.

And when all the wars are done,' I said, 'a butterfly will still be beautiful.

And the earth itself. It smells differently in different places. But its loveliest fragrance is known only when it receives a shower of rain. And then the scent of wet earth rises as though it were giving something beautiful back to the clouds—a blend of all the fragrant things that grow in it.

Botanists have done their best to intimidate and confuse the nature lover. But we should not allow ourselves to be discouraged; we have as much right to the enjoyment of wild flowers as they. So I will disregard the botanist and I will go looking for the pretty flower that I have named Merry Heart. It is always nodding and dancing in the breeze. It is a happy flower, deserving of a happy, light name.

flute music in the mountains is always enchanting.

It has bloomed again, This flower that I thought dead. In one moment of despair And pain, I'd trampled it in the ground Upon this barren plain. Little did I know That it would rise again, This flower that I thought dead. My soul would need A surer weapon than despair To crush a thing so bright, so fair.

Once you have lived with mountains, there is no escape. You belong to them.

And the earth itself. It smells different in different places. But its loveliest fragrance is known only when it receives a shower of rain. and then the scent of the wet earth rises as though it would give something beautiful back to the clouds. A blend of all the fragrant things that grow upon it.

when all the wars are done, a butterfly will still be beautiful. Ruskin

We don't have to circle the world in order to find beauty and fulfilment. After all, most of living has to happen in the mind. And, to quote one anonymous sage from my trivet, "The world is only the size of each man's head.

When the moon is up, the night has its magic.

The Hare in the Moon

The world might be more beautiful without the human presence; but then, who would appreciate it?

Pari Tibba.' I was charmed by the name—Fairy Hill.

Our skin, I thought, is like the leaf of a tree, young and green and shiny; then it gets darker and heavier, sometimes spotted with disease, sometimes eaten away; then fading, yellow and red, then falling, crumbling into dust or feeding the flames of fire.

No, thanks,' I said. 'I live in a tiny flat in Delhi. No room for flowers.' 'A world without flowers,' he shook his head. 'That's what it's coming to.

I have never understood the misguided attitude of most people to heavy, fleshy women, who are generally considered ugly. Surely, in the generous abundance of their flesh, their broad dips and curves and gradual inclines - bodies where the questing lover may wander freely and unhindered; where he can stop and rest, or turn a corner and discover some hidden recess - surely these magnificent women have a marked superiority over those of a more conventional build? They have so much more to offer!

Once You Have Lived with the Mountains' it is not easy to live elsewhere. I longed to return to the hills and live in a place with windows facing beautiful views. That is what I explore in 'Best of All Windows'. For a room without a view is hardly a living place—merely a place of transit.

peacocks flew.

Sometimes, if you are lucky, you will see the moon coming up, and two distant deodars in perfect silhouette.

Sometimes I think small children are the only sacred things left on this earth. Children and flowers.