You can be gorgeous at thirty, charmimg at forty, and irresistible for the rest of your life.
the voice of beauty speaks softly; it creeps only into the most fully awakened souls
Looking at beauty in the world, is the first step of purifying the mind.
Women think of all colors except the absence of color. I have said that black has it all. White too. Their beauty is absolute. It is the perfect harmony.
The appearance of things changes according to the emotions; and thus we see magic and beauty in them, while the magic and beauty are really in ourselves.
I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of beauty.
Happy girls are the prettiest
There are as many styles of beauty as there are visions of happiness.
You're arguing that the fragile, rare thing is beautiful simply because it is fragile and rare. But that's a lie, and you know it.
Some beautiful paths can't be discovered without getting lost.
Snow was falling, so much like stars filling the dark trees that one could easily imagine its reason for being was nothing more than prettiness.
Beauty is no quality in things themselves: It exists merely in the mind which contemplates them; and each mind perceives a different beauty.
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
Looking at him now-even if she hadn't been in love with him, that part of her that was her mother's daugher, that loved every beautiful thing for its beauty alone, would still have wanted him.
Beauty, to me, is about being comfortable in your own skin. That, or a kick-ass red lipstick.
Sometimes there is such beauty in awkwardness.
She's kind of a walking poem, she's this perfect beauty...but at the same time very deep, very smart.
It is time for parents to teach young people early on that in diversity there is beauty and there is strength.
When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.
If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown! But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile.