And I’m not going to get any thinner or any younger, my ass is going to hit the ground, if it hasn’t already–and I want to be with somebody who can still see me in here. I’m still in here. And I don’t want to be resented or despised for changing…I’d rather be alone.

The most pleasant and alluring curve on a woman is the smile

She can wear a veil, an eye mask, even a potato sack over her head – it doesn’t matter. True beauty never fades; it radiates the kind of glow, that makes you turn your head and look, same way you unconsciously look for the stars, when the night is dark.

Even men of the noblest possible moral character are extremely susceptible to the influence of the physical charms of others. Modern, no less then Ancient History, supplies us with many most painful examples of what I refer to. If it were not so, indeed, History would be quite unreadable.

The making of gardens and parks goes on with civilization all over the world, and they increase both in size and number as their value is recognized. Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where Nature may heal and cheer and give strength to body and soul alike....

Mirror reflects your outer beauty; behaviour reflects your inner beauty.

Polish your mind to reflect the shimmering beauty of your words and actions.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever; its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.

That which is ordinary, is the most beautiful rare treasure you will thirst to find in the artificial world.

Cinderella had to dress up so that the Prince could see her inner beauty.

Her unusual dark hair and sultry eyes made her stand out— Anne Boleyn was Tudor England’s Angelina Jolie amid a sea of Reese Witherspoons.

The ugly may be beautiful, the pretty never.

There’s no beauty if there’s no imperfection.

There is an art to writing, and it is not always disclosure. The act itself can be beautiful, revelatory, and private.

All Beyoncé and JLo have done is add to the laundry list of attributes women must have to qualify as beautiful.

What we have loved, others will love, and we will teach them how; instruct them how the mind of man becomes a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells…

Not at all. You look as though magic has taken hold of you. It must be magic because I don’t know how you can draw like that. I can barely manage a stick figure.

I walked with my eyes on the path, but out of the corners of them I saw a man hiding behind an olive tree. He did not move as we approached, but I fell that he was watching us. As soon as we had passed I heard a scamper. Wilson, like a hunted animal, had...

To be beautiful, you have to see beauty

Do you have any idea how mad you sound?’‘Indeed I do. I have in moments of doubt considered the question of my sanity.’ (…)‘And?’‘Then I consider what a piece of work is man. How defective in reason, how mean his facilities, how ugly in form and movement, in action how like a devil, in apprehension...

Does the beauty of life remain alive without making a comparison?

There were moments when he looked on evil simply as a mode through which he could realize his conception of the beautiful.

Beauty is one of the great facts of the world, like sunlight,or springtime, or the reflection in dark waters of that silver shell we call the moon. You have only a few years in which to live really, perfectly, and fully. When your youth goes, your beauty will go with it, and then you will...

I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die. I am jealous of the portrait you have painted of me. Why should it keep what I must lose? Every moment that passes takes something from me and gives something to it. Oh, if it were only the other way! If the picture could change,...

On no subject are our ideas more warped and pitiable than on death. … Let children walk with nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that...

Whole life is a search for beauty. But, when the beauty is found inside, the search ends and a beautiful journey begins.

Beauty needs a witness.

The cat is beauty and the beast, a baffling blend, a wicked feast.For all who dream of varied light, the cat holds both the dark and bright.

In the woodblock prints of the Genroku period one often finds the features of a pair of lovers to be surprisingly similar, with little to distinguish the man from the woman. The universal ideal of beauty in Greek sculpture likewise approaches a close resemblance between the male and female. Might this not be one of...

Of course to one so modern as I am, `Enfant de mon siècle,’ merely to look at the world will be always lovely. I tremble with pleasure when I think that on the very day of my leaving prison both the laburnum and the lilac will be blooming in the gardens, and that I shall...

It is a beautiful and delightful sight to behold the body of the Moon.

The beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Broken people are so beautiful. They have to put themselves back together every day.

Broken people are beautiful. They have to put themselves back together every day.

Anne is God. I am God. The happy grass are God, Jill groks in beauty always. Jill is God. All shaping and making and creating together.

Products produced cheaply create ugly work lives and ugly households and ugly communities. Profits produced quickly cannot purchase patience and care. Patience is beautiful. Restraint and care are beautiful. Peace is beautiful. A small, diversified organic farm is beautiful.

With my naked eye, on nights the moon climbs slowly, sometimes so dusted with rust and rose, brown, and gold tones that it nearly drips earth colors and seems intimately braided with Earth, it feels close, part of this world, a friend. But through the telescope, the moon seems- ironically- farther away…the gray-white moon in...

structure”, that sense of its twisting depths. I remember stars from one horizon to another, making a night sky so plush it still seems like a dream.It was a time in my life when I was every day experiencing something new. I felt open to everything, as though I was made of clay, and the...

Most days I live awed by the world we have still, rather than mourning the worlds we have lost. The bandit mask of a cedar waxwing on a bare branch a few feet away; the clear bright sun of a frozen winter noon; the rise of Orion in the eastern evening sky-every day, every night,...

Music, even in situations of the greatest horror, should never be painful to the ear but should flatter and charm it, and thereby always remain music.

Beauty should never lower its guard around Appetite.

In a time when nothing is more certain than change, the commitment of two people to one another has become difficult and rare. Yet, by its scarcity, the beauty and value of this exchange have only been enhanced.

…aim to look good naked…and more often than not, everything will fall in place – fitness, health, you name it!

Adventure, like beauty, is very much in the eye of the beholder.

What is Required by Paul Allen (fragment)1All elsewhere being World, how many times have I stoodin the bright shadows of a wood,no track or trail leading in, out-as though ground coverrenewed as I went through?I sometimes own the moments where I standalone. Everything else is airand arbitrary firings of neuronswe call memory if they happened,fantasy...

She was not the sort of woman guys settle for. She was the one they lust after and strive for. She was the one who ruins other people’s relationships simply by existing, but she will always be surmounted as guys come to realize the virtues of the approachable girl next door. She was, in brief,...

Who, if I cried, would hear me among the angelic orders? And even if one of them suddenly pressed me against his heart, I should fade in the strength of his stronger existence. For beauty’s nothing but the beginning of terror we’re still just able to bear.

Death is the mother of beauty. Only the perishable can be beautiful, which is why we are unmoved by artificial flowers.

Indira was surrounded by people who had given up hope, who blamed their own misery on the influence of Christianity and western cultures, and yet, literally in the midst of squalor, her family had created a place of real beauty. It really makes you stop and think. Uncle Google should be spitting out eight hundred...

She had a very thin face like the dial of a small clock seen faintly in a dark room in the middle of a night when you waken to see the time and see the clock telling you the hour and the minute and the second, with a white silence and a glowing, all certainty...