Quotes About Beautiful

Sailor Moon, you likely will be forever immortal. For you are the most beautiful, shining heavenly body of all time.

What a beautiful fix we are in now; peace has been declared.

You are safe, loved and divine beautiful soul.

We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has only happened once, and that's why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I'll never forget a single moment of it.

We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has only happened once, and that's why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I'll never forget a single moment of it.

T]he luminous and shocking beauty of the everyday is something I try to remain alert to, if only as an antidote to the chronic cynicism and disenchantment that seems to surround everything, these days. It tells me that, despite how debased or corrupt we are told humanity is and how degraded the world has become, it just keeps on being beautiful. It can't help it.

The shocked silence of last night had given way to mutterings which had become resignation, then calm acceptance: Uaithne had killed a Brigannon, yes, had plunged them all into a feud with another tribe that might be the death of them all before spring, but she was also Echraidhe, one of them, their sister, and her madness-if it was madness-was bright and proud and beautiful.

The vision trembled before her, like a drop of rain on an outstretchd fingertip, brilliant, beautiful, perfect.

Leifin was obsessed by perfection and possessions. It was an obsession that prevented her from seeing any difference between carving something beautiful and killing another thinking, feeling being for its fur.

The progressive's cardinal syllogism is simply beautiful: the best always triumphs, because what triumphs is called the best.

The doors of heaven are adjacent and identical: both green, both beautiful. Take care, Adam!

Paris. Paris. There is something silken and elegant about that word, something carefree, something made for a dance, something brilliant and festive, like champagne. Everything there is beautiful, gay, and a little drunk, and festooned with lace.

What if the most traumatic or the most beautiful experiences we have trap us in a kind of feedback loop, where at least some part of our minds remain obsessed, even as our bodies move on?

What if, instead of a story told in consecutive order, life is a cacophony of moments we never leave? What if the most traumatic or most beautiful experiences we have trap us in a kind of feedback loop, where at least some part of our minds remains obsessed even as our bodies move on?

As for my father, I never knew whether he believed God was a mathematician but he certainly believed God could count and that only by picking up God's rhythms were we able to regain power and beauty. Unlike many Presbyterians, he often used the word "beautiful.

Destruction is tragic and piteous and beautiful. The dream of destroying, building anew, perfecting. Perhaps even, once one has destroyed, the day of perfecting may never come, but in the passion of love I must destroy. I must start a revolution.

Destruction is tragic and piteous and beautiful. The dream of destroying, building anew, perfecting. Perhaps, even, once one has destroyed, the day of perfecting may never come, but in the passion of love, I must destroy.

Science is out of the reach of morals, for her eyes are fixed upon eternal truths. Art is out of the reach of morals, for her eyes are fixed upon things beautiful and immortal and ever-changing. To morals belong the lower and less intellectual spheres.

Beware of any belief that makes you self-indulgent or self-gratifying; that belief came from the pit of hell itself, regardless of how beautiful it may sound.

I love conservatism when it means the preservation of beautiful things, I love revolution when it means the destruction of vile ones.

There is no surer foundation for a beautiful friendship than a mutual taste in literature.

Music is the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart..

I know most people use their phones to tell time, but there's something very romantic and beautiful about a timepiece.

Music could ache and hurt, that beautiful music was a place a suffering man could hide.