The old oak, utterly transformed, draped in a tent of sappy dark green, basked faintly, undulating in the rays of the evening sun. Of the knotted fingers, the gnarled excrecenses, the aged grief and mistrust-...

I’m not sure about all the particulars that led to this moment. Do I believe life is a series of dots to be connected…or that no one can outrun destiny…or that all roads lead to...

Beauty won’t protect you. Not in the end. What will is the one thing you can’t plan for. The one thing you can’t save for or search for or even find. It has to find...

She felt a little better about Leonard out here in the country. It was just being close to nature, she supposed. In the country you felt as you never could in town the return of...

Practice appreciation for who you are and what you have… and allow your life to unfold in the most amazing way.

It has seemed to me sometimes as though the Lord breathes on this poor gray ember of Creation and it turns to radiance – for a moment or a year or the span of a...

Beauty doesn’t need ornaments. Softness can’t bear the weight of ornaments.

The beauty of love is that it demands to be two sided, otherwise its nothing but another obsession.

This new world was a vicious, sleek world made of street lights and tight jeans, sharp smiles and fast cars. This was a city, edited. A city, pared down to its bare minimums, beautiful and...

Beauty is only skin deep but evil cuts straight through the soul.

Proportion is the heart of beauty.

The reality is, if you are happy in a world that lacks virtue you are truly succeeding, for virtue is beautiful and happy is the one who sees such.

How I should despise such a thing if I were a man. What a nose she has! what a chin! what a neck! Then her eyes–and the worst kissing lips in the universe.

As if you were on fire from within.The moon lives in the lining of your skin.

I never think of policemen’s wives; their beauty maddens me like wine.

He possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence; courage without ferocity; and all the virtues of man without his vices

Every beauty must be completed by another beauty: Windows with flowers, trees with birds, mountains with fogs, life with goodness…

Why live in fear that he might find me disgusting someday, when I could make it happen right now?

…I’ve known damnable beauty – the turgid pull of swirling blackness – but in the end, it’s futile – purity alone redeems…

Beauty discrimination has become necessary, not from the perception that women will not be good enough, but that they will be, as they have been, twice as good.

What was it about us, as humans, that drove us to make apologies for beautiful things?

I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their good intellects.

For you need imagination to form a notion of beauty at all, and still more to discover your ideal in an unfamiliar shape.

Beauty exists, even in unlikely places. The key isn’t to open your eyes but to open your heart.

There’s looking and there’s looking. When some men look at you it’s a greasy thing. It makes you want to have a bath. With other men it’s nice. It helps you know you’re beautiful.

When things are beautiful on the surface it is hard to imagine that dying is appropriate for them.

In a sense, beauty is what one chooses to feel by virtue of what one chooses to imitate and to create.

To lose confidence in one’s body is to lose confidence in oneself.

The full moon, well risen in a cloudless eastern sky, covered the high solitude with its light. We are not conscious of daylight as that which displaces darkness. Daylight, even when the sun is clear...

I have a pretty good memory, but memories are time beings, too, like cherry blossoms or ginkgo leaves; for a while they are beautiful, and then they fade and die.

The greatest beauty aid for women is virtue.

Time’s bitter flood will rise,Your beauty perish and be lostFor all eyes but these eyes.

When I say love, I mean love.

The ideals which have always shone before me and filled me with joy are goodness, beauty, and truth.

If we are exhorted to play simple melodies with beauty rather than difficult ones with error, the same should be applied to writing; simple words greater effect.

As for everything else, so for a mathematical theory: beauty can be perceived but not explained.

If we always livein constant fearthen we might missthe beauty of the momentright now, right here.

At that moment, beauty itself struck me as a kind of painful melancholy.

Maybe the reason nothing seems to be “fixing you” is because you’re not broken. Let today be the day you stop living within the confines of how others define or judge you. You have a...

But if God is the trees and the flowersAnd the hills and the moonlight and the sun,Why should I call him God?I call him flowers and trees and hills and sun and moonlight;Because if he...

What beauty could be your life’s mountain peak which you could climb all the way up?

My savage indignation toward injustice is proportionate to my profoundly reverent connection with beauty.

When we see someone or something as imperfect, it is a reflection of our limitations, not theirs.

The intimate space of your personal life should be reserved for amazing, beautiful, radiant souls — good, wholesome and loving people.

it was the kind of moonthat I would want to send back to my ancestorsand gift to my descendantsso they know that I too,have been bruised…by beauty.

Outside the hospital, a young girl who was selling small bouquets of daffodils, their green stems tied with lavender ribbons. I watched as my mother bought out the girl’s whole stock. Nurse Eliot, who remembered...

The beauty of the world…has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.

[Donald] Keene observed [in a book entitled The Pleasures of Japanese Literature, 1988] that the Japanese sense of beauty has long sharply differed from its Western counterpart: it has been dominated by a love of...

Your external appearance can be great, but your stunning beauty beams from within.

That night we made love “the real way” which we had not yet attemptedalthough married six months.Big mystery. No one knew where to put their leg and to this day I’m not surewe got it...