It is beautiful because it could have been. It should have been.

Life has this beautiful way of opening doors when you least expect it. How thy open is sometimes never known. But does that not only further justify the magic and the possibility to the thought,...

But if you were matched,” I say softly, “What do you think she’d be like?””You,” he says, almost before I’ve finished. “You,

He stared at her the way folks stare at a rainbow, taking in all that unexpected beauty, not wanting to look away in case it might disappear.

Every child likes to take a pencil to make a mark. Everybody makes beautiful things when they are three, four, or five years old. Most people lose that spontaneity; I think that always happens. Some...

Nanny Ogg was an attractive lady, which is not the same as being beautiful. She fascinated Casanunda. She was an incredibly comfortable person to be around, partly because she had a mind so broad it...

God, she looked like an angel from this angle as she sat in the sunlight that streamed in from a nearby open window. I was hoping with all my heart that what I was about...

If ever sorrow and suffering set their profaning marks on the youth and beauty of Miss Fairlie’s face, then, and then only, Anne Catherick and she would be the twin-sisters of chance resemblance, the living...

Connect with your inner self. A beautiful sanctuary exists within you. A place of total calm. A connection to stillness. A temple of sacredness, peace, beauty, love. Once you are truly at this infinite inner...

The graceful wings of a dove lead to the endless imagination in a dream wings of pain.

See the beauty in the hearts of people and help them to discover it.

Never before had I known the sudden quiver of understanding that travels from word to brain to heart, the way a new language can move, coil, swim into life under the eyes, the almost savage...

No matter how Beautiful something may seem to be. You do not know the Ugly that lurks inside.

I’d like to sit there,” I said softly to the girl sitting in front of the other mirror. She scampered. I took over her abandoned make-up and painted my face. Red cheeks, to attract hungry...

She was breathtaking in her beauty and her human spirit, he thought, unable to speak as he gazed upon her. Hers was the sort that would not fade or grow jaded with time and years,...

The world does not turn without moments of grace. Who cares how small.

Language, she said, was just our way to explain away the wonder and glory of the world. To deconstruct. To dismiss. She said people can’t deal with how beautiful the world really is. How it...

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.

Today I will find something beautiful.Delicate pink blossoms on a cherry tree.The dove resting near the lemon buds.Sunbeams smiling from sky to earth.Smiling on me.”Creating” in BREATHE IN

To fulfill our lives and be happy, we have to enjoy the little things, see the beauty around us instead of waiting for big things to enjoy, or you will just pass life by waiting.

The moon is beautiful only when the mind is seeking beauty and the heart is loving.

But you’re beautiful, and the beautiful should be given whatever they want.””Hey, what about the ugly ones?””The ugly ones.” She poked her tongue out. “It’s their fault if their ugly. They’re to be blamed, not...

She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved....

Beauty is for the artist something outside all orders of rank, because in beauty opposites are tamed; the highest sign of power, namely power over opposites; moreover, without tension: – that violence is no longer...

She’s beautiful,’ he murmured.’She’s a metre across the hips, easily,’ said Julia.’That is her style of beauty,’ said Winston.

Beauty is no quality in things themselves: It exists merely in the mind which contemplates them; and each mind perceives a different beauty.

She didn’t have the body of the supermodel. But that’s OK, because she didn’t have the face of one either.

You are not born with beauty, your beauty is created by who you are. Your inner beauty is more important than how people see you on the outside.

A man whose eyes love opens risks his soul -His dancing breaks beyond the mind’s control.

Not many people bothered to look for beauty beyond the greenhouses. They went about life with their heads down, just praying to get through the day, to feed themselves and their family. No one ever...

The beauty of the day is the only thing that doesn’t fade in time. Day after day, such beauty revives itself.

All this beauty exists so you and I can see His glory, His artwork. It’s like an invitation to worship Him, to know Him.

When the demons of criticism have fled the thoughts, the Angels of beauty preside – oh cheerful sweet world exorcised!

People have seen that I intend to sweep away everything we have been taught to consider – without question – as grace and beauty; but have overlooked my work to substitute a vaster beauty, touching...

We are all the walking wounded in a world that is a war zone. Everything we love will be taken from us, everything, last of all life itself. Yet everywhere I look, I find great...

What?” I asked.”Nothing,” he said.”Why are you looking at me like that?”Augustus half smiled. “Because you’re beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler...

The beautiful must be incongruous.

Maybe you’re smiling as I stumble to put my feelings into words. But I’m trying to do her justice, you know?

Forget the beauty, comfort, love and enjoyment. You must to be enough tough on yourself to be strong on others.

Beauty is wasted on the self-absorbed.

There is beauty in everything.

Because no matter how much we think otherwise, there are those ugly things that hold the greatest potential for beauty.

A critic must be knowledgeable in several fields, practices, and mediums. Brushing off art that they personally don’t understand, is not a critique.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever.

Starlets were always turning up dead in people’s pools. They fished them out like goldfish. Nobody seemed to find it unusual that so many young, beautiful women wanted to die.

The immediate impact of its soaring peaks induced a silence so impregnated with its powerful presence that even Edith was struck dumb.

There is beauty in what is broken.

and her skin shone luminous and impossibly pale, as if it drank light from the moon.

How I wish you could have known me in my strength.

I don’t tolerate politics that come from anger. I want a politics derived from beauty… I don’t admire politicians, but poets. (Rubem Alves, p. 189)