Quotes About Elegance

I walked across the polished marble floor and sat on a red velvet lounging couch. I idly wondered how exactly one was supposed to lounge. I couldn't remember ever doing it myself. After a moment's consideration, I decided lounging was probably similar to relaxing, but with more money in your pocket.

Lovely as the moon: not flawless, perhaps, but perfect.

Beyond all other trees," she said with a curl of a smile on her elegant mouth, "the willow moves to the wind's desire.

Patience and propriety. It was the only graceful thing to do.

No me digas palabras tan dulces -protesté-. Lo que quieres es que ceda a tu voluntad, pero no lo conseguirás. ¡Tus halagos no son para mí más que viento! Denna se quedó mirándome, como si quisiera asegurarse de que había terminado mi diatriba. -De entre todos los árboles -dijo esbozando una sonrisa con sus elegantes labios-, el sauce es el que más se mueve según los deseos del viento.

Off to one side his fine white teacup waited for him with a patience Aria envied

Looking up, I saw her and all I could think was, beautiful. Beautiful.

It only looked chaotic because it was vastly, marvelously complex.

She wasn't dressed like a student. She wore an elaborate burgundy dress with long skirts, a tight waist, and matching burgundy gloves that rose all the way to her elbows. Moving deliberately, she managed to get down off the stool without tangling her feet and made her way over to stand nest to my table. Her blond hair was artfully curled, and her lips were a deeply painted red. I couldn't help wondering what she was doing in a place like Anker's.

Es la postura [...]. Erguido, con el cuello recto, los hombros hacia atrás [...]. Cuando da un paso, pisa con toda la planta del pie. No solo con la parte anterior, como si corriera; ni con el talón, como si vacilara. Pisa sólidamente, exigiendo ese trozo de suelo.

Watching her stroll thourgh the crowd was like watching the wind move across the surface of a pond. Except instead of casting ripples on the water, the heads of young men turned to watch her as she passed.

Watching her stroll through the crowd was like watching the wind move across the surface of a pond. Except instead of casting ripples on the water, the heads of young men turned to watch her as she passed.

The trouble is, she is unlike anyone I have ever known. There was something intangible about her. Something compelling, like heat from a fire. She had a grace, a spark -

Denna moved through the crowd with slow grace. Not the stiffness that passes for grace in courtly settings, but a natural leisure of movement. A cat does not think of stretching, it stretches. But a tree does not even do this. A tree simply sways without the effort of moving itself. That is how she moved.

Graciousness is the luxury of the wise,

Finally, say that she was beautiful. That is all that can be well said. That she was beautiful, through to her bones, despite any flaw or fault.

In what manner was she beautiful? I realize that I cannot say enough. So. Since I cannot say enough, at least I will avoid saying too much. "Say

La margarita también es bonita —proseguí sin dejar que Denna me distrajera—. Alta y esbelta, y crece en los márgenes de los caminos. Una flor sencilla, no demasiado delicada. La margarita es independiente. Creo que te pega...

Der Kontrabaß ist das scheußlichste, plumpeste, uneleganteste Instrument, das je erfunden wurde. Ein Waldschrat von Instrument.

Such was the texture of her marble. [In a description of Laura Trevelyan.]

I wandered through Kino parlors and peered through the windows of the magnificent sprawling Grant's Raw Bar filled with men in black coats scooping up piles of fresh oysters.

and what they do that looks so beautiful, is hunt .

God used beautiful mathematics in creating the world.

A physical law must possess mathematical beauty