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Thursday, 24 July 2008
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"Success is full of promise till one gets it, and then it seems like a nest from which the bird has flown." (Beecher, Henry Ward - Success)

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Browse Quotations about Beauty

A beautiful form is better than a beautiful face; it gives a higher pleasure than statues or pictures; it is the finest of the fine arts.
A beautiful woman should break her mirror early.
A day spent without the sight or sound of beauty, the contemplation of mystery, or the search of truth or perfection is a poverty-stricken day; and a succession of such days is fatal to human life.
A poor beauty finds more lovers than husbands.
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness; but still will keep a bower quiet for us, and a sleep full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing...
All forms of beauty, like all possible phenomena, contain an element of the eternal and an element of the transitory -- of the absolute and of the particular. Absolute and eternal beauty does not exist, or rather it is only an abstraction creamed from the general surface of different beauties. The particular element in each manifestation comes from the emotions: and just as we have our own particular emotions, so we have our own beauty.
All God's children are not beautiful. Most of God's children are, in fact, barely presentable.
Art is an invention of aesthetics, which in turn is an invention of philosophers. What we call art is a game.
As soon as beauty is sought not from religion and love, but for pleasure, it degrades the seeker.
At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman, and these hills, the softness of the sky, the outline of these trees at this very minute lose the illusory meaning with which we had clothed them, henceforth more remote than a lost paradise... that denseness and that strangeness of the world is absurd.
Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
Beauty always promises, but never gives anything.
Beauty as we feel it is something indescribable; what it is or what it means can never be said.
Beauty awakens the soul to act.
Beauty can't amuse you, but brainwork -- reading, writing, thinking--can.
Beauty depends on size as well as symmetry. No very small animal can be beautiful, for looking at it takes so small a portion of time that the impression of it will be confused. Nor can any very large one, for a whole view of it cannot be had at once, and so there will be no unity and completeness.
Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.
Beauty in art is often nothing but ugliness subdued.
Beauty in not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.
Beauty is a form of genius -- is higher, indeed, than genius, as it needs no explanation. It is of the great facts in the world like sunlight, or springtime, or the reflection in dark water of that silver shell we call the moon.
Beauty is a good letter of introduction.
Beauty is a harmonious relation between something in our nature and the quality of the object which delights us.
Beauty is a manifestation of secret natural laws, which otherwise would have been hidden from us forever.
Beauty is a precious trace that eternity causes to appear to us and that it takes away from us. A manifestation of eternity, and a sign of death as well.
Beauty is a primeval phenomenon, which itself never makes its appearance, but the reflection of which is visible in a thousand different utterances of the creative mind, and is as various as nature herself.
Beauty is a short-lived tyranny.
Beauty is all very well at first sight; but whoever looks at it when it has been in the house three days?
Beauty is an ecstasy; it is as simple as hunger. There is really nothing to be said about it. It is like the perfume of a rose: you can smell it and that is all.
Beauty is an outward gift, which is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused.
Beauty is as relative as light and dark. Thus, there exists no beautiful woman, none at all, because you are never certain that a still far more beautiful woman will not appear and completely shame the supposed beauty of the first.
Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good; a shining gloss that fadeth suddenly; a flower that dies when it begins to bud; a doubtful good, a gloss, a glass, a flower, lost, faded, broken, dead within an hour. -
Beauty is but the sensible image of the Infinite. Like truth and justice it lives within us; like virtue and the moral law it is a companion of the soul.
Beauty is composed of an eternal, invariable element whose quantity is extremely difficult to determine, and a relative element which might be, either by turns or all at once, period, fashion, moral, passion.
Beauty is desired in order that it may be befouled; not for its own sake, but for the joy brought by the certainty of profaning it.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
Beauty is ever to the lonely mind a shadow fleeting; she is never plain. She is a visitor who leaves behind the gift of grief, the souvenir of pain.
Beauty is everywhere a welcome guest.
Beauty is in the heart of the beholder.
Beauty is not caused. It is.
Beauty is one of the rare things that do not lead to doubt of God.
Beauty is only skin deep, but it's a valuable asset if you're poor or haven't any sense.
Beauty is our weapon against nature; by it we make objects, giving them limit, symmetry, proportion. Beauty halts and freezes the melting flux of nature.
Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.
Beauty is the bait which with delight allures man to enlarge his kind.
Beauty is the first present nature gives to women and the first it takes away.
Beauty is the index of a larger fact than wisdom.
Beauty is the mark God sets on virtue. Every natural action is graceful; every heroic act is also decent, and causes the place and the bystanders to shine.
Beauty is the pilot of the young soul.
Beauty is the promise of happiness.
Beauty is the purgation of superfluities.
Beauty is the still birth of suffering, every woman knows that.
Beauty is truth, truth beauty -- that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.
Beauty is variable, ugliness is constant.
Beauty is whatever gives joy.
Beauty is worse than wine, it intoxicates both the holder and beholder.
Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the infinite.
Beauty of style and harmony and grace and good rhythm depends on simplicity.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
Beauty ought to look a little surprised: it is the emotion that best suits her face. The beauty who does not look surprised, who accepts her position as her due -- she reminds us too much of a prima donna.
Beauty rests on necessities.
Beauty seen is never lost, God's colors all are fast.
Beauty when unadorned is adorned the most.
Beauty will be convulsive or will not be at all.
Beauty, unaccompanied by virtue, is as a flower without perfume.
Beauty. The power by which a woman charms a lover and terrifies a husband.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. [Song Of Solomon 4:1]
Being is desirable because it is identical with Beauty, and Beauty is loved because it is Being. We ourselves possess Beauty when we are true to our own being; ugliness is in going over to another order; knowing ourselves, we are beautiful; in self-ignorance, we are ugly.
Being pretty on the inside means you don't hit your brother and you eat all your peas -- that's what my grandma taught me.
By cultivating the beautiful we scatter the seeds of heavenly flowers, as by doing good we cultivate those that belong to humanity.
Call for the grandest of all earthly spectacles, what is that? It is the sun going to his rest.
Even with all my wrinkles! I am beautiful!
Every beauty which is seen here below by persons of perception resembles more than anything else that celestial source from which we all are come
Every trait of beauty may be referred to some virtue, as to innocence, candor, generosity, modesty, or heroism. St. Pierre To cultivate the sense of the beautiful, is one of the most effectual ways of cultivating an appreciation of the divine goodness.
Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.
Exuberance is beauty.
Few girls are as well shaped as a good horse.