A respectable appearance is sufficient to make people more interested in your soul

They were letting off fireworks down at the waterfront, the sky exploding in grenades of colour. Whatever it is that pulls the pin, that hurls you past the boundaries of your own life into a...

I am not your lover, but a victim of your beauty.

Possibilities are a mysterious beauty. They tease us to explore while our inner child cheers because an adventure is waiting.

What makes a life-any life-beautiful is the simple fact of living it.

Through pain and growth, I have come to appreciate -no, more than that-I’ve come to love my fence, even though it may be different than the neighbors’. The concept of perfection is not flawless or...

To walk quietly until the miracle in everything speaks is poetry, whether we write it down or not.

And we’re not alone, you know, children,” came Mrs. Whatsit, the comforter. “All through the universe, it’s being fought, all through the cosmos, and my, but it’s a grand and exciting battle. I know it’s...

What is beauty or ugliness but a false front that prompts man to make assumptions rather than delving deeper.

Believe nothing of meexcept that I felt your beautymore closely than my own.

We are all born sexual creatures,thank God, but it’s a pity so many people despise and crush this natural gift.

Calm, gleam of your emerald kingdom raising my spirit beyond for perspective welcomes a smooth adventure with your golden waves of knowledge and wisdom nurturing the life within…never still, never quiet… Your voice calls out...

I am too rich already, for my eyes mint gold.- Coloured Money

What is especially striking and remarkable is that in fundamental physics a beautiful or elegant theory is more likely to be right than a theory that is inelegant.

Last nightthe rainspoke to meslowly, saying, what joyto come fallingout of the brisk cloud, to be happy againin a new wayon the earth! That’s what it saidas it dropped, smelling of iron, and vanishedlike a...

Now yes, yes, creation sometimes screams a confusing message—fear, pain, grief. Fire burns, rivers flood, winds go hurricane, the earth shudders so hard it levels cities. But you must remember—this was not so in Eden....

The height of your maturity and sagacity depends on your ability to see the beauty in ugly situations.

People who sell bolts and nuts and locomotives and frozen orange juice make billions, while the people who struggle to bring a little beauty into the world, give life a little meaning, they starve.–“$10,000 A...

Life is like facing two mirrors at each other: there is no beginning, there is no end. Just the beauty within the reflected infinity

Painting reflects. It kills you in a colourful shower of emptiness. Flatness. Randomness. And beauty. Yes, it is the most pure beauty I have ever felt in my life.

Take it and make it extraordinary, because beautiful isn’t always something noticeable, it’s often what can be seen but isn’t noticed.

i see the sky as beautiful, Regardless of its shine Because I wake each day grateful, That I get another chance to be alive.

Beauty is nothing without brains & heart.

Sometimes when you’re surrounded by dirt, CJ, you’re a better witness for what’s beautiful.

You can tell me everything, her eyes say, because I will see beauty in everything you say.

Beauty is the illumination of your soul.

Health makes good propaganda.

Since middle-class Western women can best be weakened psychologically now that we are stronger materially, the beauty myth, as it has resurfaced in the last generation, has had to draw on more technological sophistication and...

The orange of the golden carp appeared at the edge of the pond. . . . We watched in silence at the beauty and grandeur of the great fish. Out of the corners of my...

A lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back.

There were far worse strategies in life than to try to make each aspect of one’s existence a minor work of art.

sad things are beautiful only from a distancetherefore you just want to get away from themfrom a distance of one hundred and thirty years ….i’m going to distance myself until the world is beautiful

Call for the grandest of all earthly spectacles, what is that? It is the sun going to his rest.

What a face this girl possessed!—Could I neither die then nor gaze at her face every day, I would need to recreate it through painting or sculpture, or through fatherhood, until a second such face...

Unspoken words between you and I,Present in the eyes of knowing,Lost in the realm of unforeseen beauty,I am yours.

In South Africa, they dig for diamonds. Tons of earth are moved to find a little pebble not as large as a little fingernail. The miners are looking for the diamonds, not the dirt. They...

How can a deer tell when a leaf falls silent in the forest? She hears it breathing differently.

Where beauty has no ebb, decay no flood, But joy is wisdom, time an endless song.

The beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

I’ve never had an intelligent conversation with a beautiful woman. But then, I’ve never had an intelligent conversation. Or talked to a beautiful woman.

Adversity draws men together and produces beauty and harmony in life’s relationships, just as the cold of winter produces ice-flowers on the window-panes, which vanish with the warmth.

You are magnificent beyond measure, perfect in your imperfections, and wonderfully made.

Besides, Rose Bradwardine, beautiful and amiable as we have described her, had not precisely the sort of beauty or merit which captivates a romantic imagination in early youth. She was too frank, too confiding, too...

I am a hunter of beauty and I move slow and I keep the eyes wide, every fiber of every muscle sensing all wonder and this is the thrill of the hunt and I could...

315Beauty is, in some way, boring. Even if its concept changes through the ages… a beautiful object must always follow certain rules. A beautiful nose shouldn’t be longer than that or shorter than that, on...

They will stop calling brides beautiful after today—you have simply set the standard too high,’ he said.

Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted

Praise be to God I’m not good,And have the natural egotism of flowersAnd rivers following their bedPreoccupied without knowing itOnly with blooming and flowing.This is the only mission in the World,This—to exist clearly,And to know...

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

I am a walking disaster held together with beauty.