You can capture me with your beauty, only if you are a brilliant photographer.

Some of the greatest poetry is revealing to the reader the beauty in something that was so simple you had taken it for granted.

I saw wild, dangerous beauty. I saw devotion. I saw you.

Beauty doesn’t die with the beholder; it moves on. Hiding in the shadows, afraid of the light, she flees to find another host, possessing the body like a demon in need of exorcising.

Pippa’s laugh is bitter, tinged with tears. ‘Ha! Why do girls think being beautiful will solve every problem? Being beautiful just creates problems. It’s a misery. I wish I were someone else.

eloquence.” A few centuries later, Saint Augustine wrestled with the value of eloquence, associating it with his pagan background and training in Greek rhetoric while simultaneously employing it winsomely in his Christian writings. Such suspicion...

Beauty is a creature which lives everywhere: Under the ocean, above the clouds, even in the remote deserts! Wherever the ugliness may be on this universe, beauty will also be there giving hope to our...

…when I met you, you were so beautiful, the air around you vibrated with color …

Young women today feel vulnerable to judgment; if a harsh sentence is passed (or even suspected or projected), it is not her reputation that suffers so much as the stability of her moral universe. They...

Aging in women is ‘unbeautiful’ since women grow more powerful with time, and since the links between generations of women must always be broken.

Crying is for plain women. Pretty women go shopping.

The beauty of the current approach to school bus safety … is that it doesn’t require kids to do anything but be in their seats. If you introduce seat belts, there has to be someone...

This boy wore the ocean in his eyes, green-gray-blue, ever shifting, and I recognized him immediately. Knew before he said another word that he was as dangerous as he was beautiful.

Una franja en la que se mezclaban el naranja y el amarillo prendía fuego al cielo,espléndida e inesperada, tan espectacular como los fuegos artificiales, aunquecambiaba a un ritmo majestuoso y apenas perceptible. Tally estaba descubriendo...

And because people are stupid and use their noses only for blowing, but believe absolutely anything they see with their eyes, they will say it is because this is a girl with beauty and grace...

She might be unarmed, but Rose Hathaway was in possession of many weapons.

The human ego is the ugliest part of man. We lift up men who only show us darkness, and put down those brave enough to show us the light. Likewise, people engage in darkness when...

…the law of empathy, by which he could, by his will, transfer himself into an object or a work of art, and thus inflence the outer world. He did not feel redeemed by the work...

Her beauty was enough to get her into most any situation she desired and her tongue—sharp and venomous—was enough to get her out again.

Beauty should never lower its guard around Appetite.

Have you reckon’d a thousand acres much? have you reckon’d the earth much? Have you practis’d so long to learn to read? Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems? Stop...

Many Americans first fell in love with the poetry of the thirteenth century teacher and spiritual leader Jelalludin Rumi during the early 1990s when the unparalleled lyrical grace, philosophical brilliance, and spiritual daring of his...

Our tragedy is their beauty. Our pain is their art. The beatific bereavement that is our life captured on a canvas for all the world to see.

The ideals which have lighted my way, and time after time have given me new courage to face life cheerfully have been kindness, beauty, and truth

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

When I go to describe something as remarkable as what I saw that day, I could only say it was a place of dreams. The water is crystalline clear, a mixture of opalescent colors and...

Everything you see I owe to spaghetti.

Beauty is a short-lived tyranny.

Out of love and hatred, out of earnings and borrowings and leadings and losses; out of sickness and pain; out of wooing and worshipping; out of traveling and voting and watching and caring; out of...

I was born subject like others to errors and defects,But never to the error of wanting to understand too much,Never to the error of wanting to understand only with the intellect..Never to the defect of...

I think it’s quite depressing that people never realize the true beauty of self-destruction; That people are too busy trying to fit the image of perfection than to come to reality with the fact that...

Allow the hammer of pain to split open the stone armor of your hardness; exposing the tenderness and beauty of your sweet spirit and sacred heart.

Truth, and goodness, and beauty, are but different faces of the same All

Each moment has an unrealized dimension of beauty that only your perspective can liberate.

Was Briony the only person who could hear the venom dripping from the woman’s tongue? What good was beauty — a mature beauty, but beauty nonetheless — if it cloaked such a viperous soul?

She is a beautiful creature, but beauty doesn’t equal good and it certainly doesn’t equal sane.

Beauty lies in the mind, inner soul….Beauty lies in the innocence, appreciation, understanding, warmth, expressions, caring nature, behavior towards others, the depth of understanding the situations, the kind of sufferings, struggles, losses, difficulties, sorrows, happiness-...

For our face and body were beautiful. Our face was not like the faces of our brothers, for we felt not pity when looking upon it. Our body was not like the bodies of our...

in 5th grade when I was being called ugly more often than I was being called by my name it was margery williams and the velveteen rabbit that taught me about beauty specifically the scene...

The primary feature of women is not a ‘beauty’, it’s a ‘mystery’.

Tell me again about the girl whose handshave no color. Whose hands are completelywhite. This time make them damned, oruntouched, or have her open a red umbrellaor point at some maple leaves and damnednear cry....

Life is not always perfect. Like a road, it has many bends, ups and down, but that’s its beauty.

She was strong and stubborn but loving. She was an untouchable angel with a devil’s mark. She was beautiful.

Lies cannot nourish or protect you. Only freedom from fear, freedom from lies, can make us beautiful, and keep us safe.

…and then, in dreaming, / The clouds methought would open and show riches / Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked / I cried to dream again.

Isabelle was exactly Simon’s type—tall, glamorous, and beautiful. Come to think of it, maybe that was everyone’s type.

Sometimes your light shines so bright that it blinds people from seeing who you really are.

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,