Because beauty consits of it’s own passing, just as we reach for it. It’s the ephemeral configuration of things in the moment, when you can see both their movement and their death.

In his younger days a man dreams of possessing the heart of the woman he loves; later, the feeling that he possesses the heart of a woman may be enough to make him fall in...

Thirty spokesShare one hub.Make the nothing therein appropriate, and you will have the use of the cart.

It is time for parents to teach young people early on that in diversity there is beauty and there is strength.

One frequently only finds out how really beautiful a women is, until after considerable acquaintance with her.

Perhaps soul mates don’t exist, I thought. Maybe they were only a way to get over a loss that couldn’t be forgotten, a way to mend a heart that was unredeemable—an aberrant remedy that dissolved...

Beauty comes from a life well lived. If you’ve lived well, your smile lines are in the right places, and your frown lines aren’t too bad, what more do you need?

For this will cure him that is sick, and rouse him that is in dumps; one that has loved, it will remember of it; one that has not, it will instruct. For there was never...

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer and give strength to the body and soul.

Oh, honey, of course it hurts! Beauty is pain. But you don’t want to look like a troll, do you?

He said, I won’t have one of those things in the house. It gives a young girl a false notion of beauty, not to mention anatomy. If a real woman was built like that she’d...

It was so lovely, Heidi stood with tears pouring down her cheeks, and thanked God for letting her come home to it again. She could find no words to express her feelings, but lingered until...

Beauty comes and goes. Strength, you keep forever.

The beauty myth is always actually prescribing behaviour and not appearance.

She may resent Playboy because she resents feeling ugly in sex–or, if “beautiful,” her body defined and diminished by pornography. It inhibits in her something she needs to live, and gives her the ultimate anaphrodisiac:...

The media made the masses to find not-so-skinny women appear not-so-beautiful … in the eyes of the remote holder.

The world is not beautiful: And that, in a way, lends it a sort of beauty.

Happiness is seeing blessings in disguise, beauty under camouflage, and love amid conflict.

And I will curse the gods along with them, Min. Some wild monsoon raged through me as I looked at you just now. It’s left me rearranged inside, and I don’t have a map.

…and they all lived as happily as they allowed themselves to be.

A personality for the incredibly beautiful can be a pointless cargo…

Whenever you should doubt your self-worth, remember the lotus flower. Even though it plunges to life from beneath the mud, it does not allow the dirt that surrounds it to affect its growth or beauty.

Inner beauty doesn’t try to be seen, it’s obvious to all that choose to look

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...

Your hair is your halo, Wear it well!

Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.

When reading the history of the Jewish people, of their flight from slavery to death, of their exchange of tyrants, I must confess that my sympathies are all aroused in their behalf. They were cheated,...

No matter who we are, where we live, what we look like, the circumstances of our birth or the situations we face; each of us has gifts within us. Strength, beauty, courage, compassion, hope, joy,...

She will outstrip all praise and make it halt behind her.

The beautiful is always bizarre.

I see again my schoolroom in Vyra, the blue roses of the wallpaper, the open window.… Everything is as it should be, nothing will ever change, nobody will ever die.