Quotes about Beauty

Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses--

You see, I am fate," it shouted, "and stronger than your puny plans; and I am how-things-turn-out and I am different from your little dreams, and I am the flight of time and the end of beauty and unfulfilled desire; all the accidents and imperceptions and the little minutes that shape the crucial hours are mine. I am the exception that proves no rules, the limits of your control, the condiment in the dish of life.

She was in the middle thirties, and faintly stout, but she carried her surplus flesh sensuously as some women can.

All right,' I said, 'I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool—that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.

I've been very lucky that I've never had cellulite. My body was always firm.

By reading the scriptures I am so renewed that all nature seems renewed around me and with me. The sky seems to be a pure, a cooler blue, the trees a deeper green. The whole world is charged with the glory of God and I feel fire and music under my feet.

Tell your wife often how terrific she looks.

Do you see how we're drinking out of lovely, uniquely decorated china cups? Mine is different from yours, but they're both fine china. We're not drinking our tea out of Styrofoam or throwaway paper cups. It's like that with you. You're not a Styrofoam or throwaway paper girl. God made you to be a lovely, uniquely designed, fine china cup. That's how He sees you, and that's how I see you.

Did you read the part that says, 'Your hair is like a flock of goats'? How romantic is that? Or that other line, 'Your neck is like the tower of David.' Oh, now, that sounds real attractive! If some guy tried those lines on me, I'm sure I'd fall instantly in love with him.

It seemed like a garden where no frost could wither or rough wind blow--a garden remembering a hundred vanished summers." ? L.M. Montgomery, Emily of New Moon

A tree's a tree. How many more do you need to look at?

Wherever a beautiful soul has been there is a trail of beautiful memories...