Quotes About Elegance

We didn't sit down after the waltz because the next set was fox trots. Someone had turned out the overhead lights and only the candles on the tables glimmered in the darkened room. Jeff held me very close to him and we moved silently through the dimness.

gentle curves that had not been

Like a child joyfully waving a sparkler, the fairy godmother crisscrossed her wand, and the sturdy orange pumpkin exploded into an elegant gold coach supported by delicate wheels.

If ever a man existed who had every right to be puffed up with his own conceit, Rosellen thought, it was Wynn in evening clothes.

Yet, when one came to think of it, the only flowers that were really perfect were those, like the peonies that went so well with one's charming room, that possessed the added grace of having been presented to oneself.

Prudence dressed with her usual elegance and painted her face and eyes with almost more than her usual care. It was at once force of habit and a kind of defiance.

Yet there was no reason why one's death should not, in its own way, be as elegant as one's life, and one would do everything possible to make it so.

My dear girl, you must cultivate a taste for the finer things. Civilized pleasures give meaning to life.

I am in general susceptible to style.

He was clad in stylish pale linen and had a squashy packet of Gallic fags jutting from his breast pocket.

One aristocratic leader's club was known for, "an atmosphere of solemn tranquility, in which reading, dozing, and meditation took precedence over conversation.

Beauty warms, and Truth illumines.

For it is always the simple that produces the marvelous.

The dandy ought to aspire uninterruptedly to be sublime. He should live and sleep before a mirror.

You walk on corpses, beauty, undismayed.

What affected me most profoundly was the realization that the sciences of cryptography and mathematics are very elegant, pure sciences. I found that the ends for which these pure sciences are used are less elegant.

I don't really know how to do casual clothes.

Mathematics is the music of reason.

Everything that is beautiful and noble is the product of reason and calculation.

My dresses are very reasonably priced, for dresses that are cut on the body.

I have pictures of my grandmother from the 1920s and '30s in avant-garde dresses that looked like they could have come from the House of Worth or Lucien Lelong. She would never say if they were couture, but I do recall her telling me, 'All my clothes and shoes came from Paris.'

My most recent purchase was a black lace corset.

I saw a lot of haute couture all my childhood, and without knowing it I've learned from when I was a child to recognise beautiful fabrics.

You really just can't go wrong with a classic red lip.