Beauty Quotes - Page 57

A woman's dress should be like a barbed-wire fence: serving its purpose without obstructing the view.

Kisses, even to the air, are beautiful.

Beauty has its own ways.

Think of something useless, and that's probably what I'll be doing. Listen, Virginia, we need to love the useless. We need to raise pigeons without a thought of eating them, plant rose bushes without expecting to pick roses, write without aiming at publication. We need to do things without expecting benefits in return. The shortest distance between two points may be a straight line, but it's in the curving paths that the best things are found. . . . We must love the useless, because there is beauty in uselessness.

[H]er spare strange beauty was not that of a woman, nor even of a statue, but that of the Platonic absolute of which all beauty is but a shadow in a cave, cast by the Fire beyond fire.

Nothing attunes you to the beauty of the quotidian like a man who decides not to kill you after all

Beauty is the virtue of the body as virtue is the beauty of the soul

Magic is seeing wonder in nature's every little thing, seeing how wonderful the fireflies are and how magical are the dragonflies.

Simplicity is the beauty of souls.

Brenda, do you know God loves you? He really does. To Him, you're perfect, absolutely perfect. You always have been.

Because you’re beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence.' A brief awkward silence ensued. Augustus plowed through: 'I mean, particularly given that, as you so deliciously pointed out, all of this will end in oblivion and everything.

One day, the lotus spoke again. "You remember me? The flower that grows through the mud?" I did. I said as much. "Have you ever considered my significance? I'm everywhere - art, religion, nature.... Have you ever wondered why?" ... It spoke, "Nothing touches me. I radiate beauty. You can do the same." "How?" I asked. "Easy," it said. "I grow in a pond. I take the water and nutrients I need to grow, and let the rest sink to the bottom. What's in mud, anyway? Water, nutrients, life and a little bit of sludge. Let the sludge go like I do. Then stand tall above the leaves.

As we drew nearer the green shore the bearded man told me of that land, the Land of Zar, where dwell all the dreams and thoughts of beauty that come to men once and then are forgotten. And when I looked upon the terraces again I saw that what he said was true, for among the sights before me were many things I had once seen through the mists beyond the horizon and in the phosphorescent depths of the ocean.

If there is passion, let me feel its heat.I want my heart to beat fast,my breath raspy, my skin to burn.

Live and love with your soul's goodness and inner beauty as your heart leaps upward in any season of your life.

The desert, when the sun comes up...I couldn't tell where heaven stopped and the Earth began.

I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence.

Long before something happens in our life, it happened in our heart.

It seems comfortable to sink down on a sofa in a corner, to look, to listen. Then it happens that two figures standing with their backs against the window appear against the branches of a spreading tree. With a shock of emotion one feels 'There are figures without features robed in beauty'. In the pause that follows while the ripples spread, the girl to whom one should be talking says to herself, 'He is old'. But she is wrong. It is not age; it is that a drop has fallen; another drop. Time has given the arrangement another shake. Out we creep from the arch of the currant leaves, out into a wider world. The true order of things – this is our perpetual illusion – is now apparent. Thus in a moment, in a drawing-room, our life adjusts itself to the majestic march of day across the sky.

Beauty is the smile of a loving heart.

Think while walking, walk while thinking, and let writing be but the light pause, as the body on a walk rests in contemplation of wide open spaces.

Beauty, love with truth, that is all there is.

Beauty is looking backward and urging forward, and trying desperately to pay attention to the now.

Even in death she was more beautiful to him than she ever was alive.

What is human beauty based on? It is based on how much egoism one has. Gnani Purush (the enlightened one) is without egoism so his beauty is beyond words!

She is of the strangest beauty and the darkest courage, and when she walks with intent the earth trembles beneath her feet.

Beauty, coveted though it was, could not outlive you. Only actions would.

Some people are disappointed in their life because they are trying to use the tools that God did not authorised them to use in their life, trying to build on a purpose that is not even attached in their personality.

But you are too lovely even to care to be kind as others are.

By choosing healthy over skinny you are choosing self-love over self-judgment. You are beautiful!

You don't get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to lover her.

I'm still trying to defog the bathroom mirror to see the dream for what it clearly is.

I didn’t know that when your best friend falls in love, you do a little bit, too.

With grace and beauty, feel.

Doesn't it make you feel kind of awesome that the world is beautiful for no other apparent reason that that it is? Like beauty has its own secret reason. It doesn't need human eyes to notice. It just wants to be glorious and unbelievable.

What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.

She was rage and vengeance, wrath and malice, in beautifully twisted human form.

When you believe in your beauty, only then can everyone see it.

When I escape from my cage of conformity, I grow wings to fly in search of truth and beauty.

In fact no one recognizes the happiest moment of their lives as they are living it. It may well be that, in a moment of joy, one might sincerely believe that they are living that golden instant "now," even having lived such a moment before, but whatever they say, in one part of their hearts they still believe in the certainty of a happier moment to come. Because how could anyone, and particularly anyone who is still young, carry on with the belief that everything could only get worse: If a person is happy enough to think he has reached the happiest moment of his life, he will be hopeful enough to believe his future will be just as beautiful, more so.

My feeling is that an observer needs to see four hundred and fifty stars to get that feeling of infinitude, and be swept away…and I didn’t make that number up arbitrarily, that’s the number of stars that are available once you get dimmer than third magnitude. So in the city, you see a dozen stars, a handful, and it’s attractive to no one. And if there’s a hundred stars in the sky it still doesn’t do it. There’s a certain tipping point where people will look and there will be that planetarium view. And now you’re touching that ancient core, whether it’s collective memories or genetic memories, or something else form way back before we were even human…astronomer Bob Berman quoted in The End of Night

Winning or losing is a perception, but learning is beauty.

You see beauty, not with your eyes, with your beloved heart.

You are infinitely capable. You don't live in the universe. You are the universe. You are the entire universe experiencing itself through the eyes of one human. And thus, you are free to create the reality you choose.

If science wants to be truthful,What science is more truthful than the science of things without science?I close my eyes and the hard earth where I’m lyingHas a reality so real even my back feels it.I don’t need reason — I have shoulderblades.

God wanted to make heaven and the earth is that heaven. Nowhere in the universe there is so much love, life, beauty and peace. Enjoy your stay with the fellow beings.

It is beautiful to express love and even more beautiful to feel it.

I believe that to be kept from evil is better than to be healed from sickness.

...I didn't want you flawless - I have a bare wall at home that's flawless - I wanted your character trapped in the amber of your skin...

We are immensed in beauty, but our eyes have no clear vision.

There are always exquisite things and times to remind us of the original source of all beauty and love.

She was a tragic beauty. Sadness had left its fingerprints all over her face.

She who reconciles the ill-matched threadsOf her life, and weaves them gratefullyInto a single cloth – It’s she who drives the loudmouths from the hallAnd clears it for a different celebration.

Not easy, not at all for everyone to see the beauty of one's self/soul. It's all about money, nothing else.

Sometimes there is such beauty in awkwardness.

Like most little girls, I found the lure of grown-up accessories astonishing - lipstick, perfume, hats and gloves. When I write female characters in my historical novels, getting these details right is vital.

In music, in the sea, in a flower, in a leaf, in an act of kindness... I see what people call God in all these things.

Och, Sarah, how shall I call augh’ beautiful again unless it be the sight of you?

I'm not society's version of beautiful But you're mine.

Each day brings with it a whole new world because each day is different from the previous day or the one it precedes.No two days will ever be the same and that is the beauty of the world and of God, because he wants us to see and experience new things each and every day.