Black beauty – he’s a dark horse.
Beauty is a short-lived tyranny.
Beauty is nature’s brag, and must be shown in courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, where most may wonder at the workmanship.
The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves.
I would warn you that I do not attribute to nature either beauty or deformity, order or confusion. Only in relation to our imagination can things be called beautiful or ugly, well-ordered or confused.
I love my beauty. It’s not my fault.
Parisian women have an inner elegance that’s envied the world over. They are so relaxed about ageing and seem to acquire more charisma and beauty with time. Who wouldn’t want to be like them? That’s the trick – to embrace the natural progression of life and to be confident.
I love natural beauty, and I think it’s your best look, but I think makeup as an artist is so transformative.
Every decently-made object, from a house to a lamp post to a bridge, spoon or egg cup, is not just a piece of ‘stuff’ but a physical embodiment of human energy, testimony to the magical ability of our species to take raw materials and turn them into things of use, value and beauty.
For most people, we often marvel at the beauty of a sunrise or the magnificence of a full moon, but it is impossible to fathom the magnitude of the universe that surrounds us.
There is a life after being at the pinnacle of your beauty. Plenty of life and fun.
Beauty is being comfortable and confident in your own skin.
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
Our scientific age demands that we provide definitions, measurements, and statistics in order to be taken seriously. Yet most of the important things in life cannot be precisely defined or measured. Can we define or measure love, beauty, friendship, or decency, for example?
I will run with perfect style when they start judging races for their beauty, like figure-skating. For now, I just want to run as fast as possible.
I’ve learned to duplicate my beauty regimen from drug store products.
We find delight in the beauty and happiness of children that makes the heart too big for the body.
What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth.
I need to see my own beauty and to continue to be reminded that I am enough, that I am worthy of love without effort, that I am beautiful, that the texture of my hair and that the shape of my curves, the size of my lips, the color of my skin, and the feelings that I have are all worthy and okay.
You have to understand, beauty differs from country to country. When I came to India, I found my sense of belonging and appreciation. People thought I was beautiful.
I am a thing of beauty.
Those who find beauty in all of nature will find themselves at one with the secrets of life itself.
Bologna is the best city in Italy for food and has the least number of tourists. With its medieval beauty, it has it all.
I pretty much borrow my entire beauty regime from my mom.
I may be the first actress to admit that beauty doesn’t hold you back. I think beauty is a gift that you have to make the most of. I’ve worked hard at trying to look my best.
Look after yourself from within, and your beauty will shine through on your skin.
For me the greatest beauty always lies in the greatest clarity.
‘Beauty’ is a currency system like the gold standard. Like any economy, it is determined by politics, and in the modern age in the West is is the last, best belief system that keeps male dominance intact.
Less make-up is better, and it’s always better to let your natural beauty shine. Essentially, be happy with your appearance.
Aging has a wonderful beauty and we should have respect for that.
I am a natural beauty. I can wear sweatpants and running shoes and I stop traffic on the street – people have accidents when they drive and they spot me.
Beauty is grace and confidence. I’ve learned to accept and appreciate what nature gave me.
An artist is an artist only because of his exquisite sense of beauty, a sense which shows him intoxicating pleasures, but which at the same time implies and contains an equally exquisite sense of all deformities and all disproportion.
If a work of art is rich and vital and complete, those who have artistic instincts will see its beauty, and those to whom ethics appeal more strongly than aesthetics will see its moral lesson. It will fill the cowardly with terror, and the unclean will see in it their own shame.
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.
A lot of technologies in the world were unusual in the beginning, and became standard. That’s the beauty of bottom-up entrepreneurship and innovations.
We didn’t have a beauty shop as I grew up.
I don’t need plastic in my body to validate me as a woman.
The arts, quite simply, nourish the soul. They sustain, comfort, inspire. There is nothing like that exquisite moment when you first discover the beauty of connecting with others in celebration of larger ideals and shared wisdom.
Zest is the secret of all beauty. There is no beauty that is attractive without zest.
Beauty is not just a white girl. It’s so many different flavors and shades.
Poetry allies itself with beauty – a supreme union – but never uses it as its ultimate goal or sole nourishment.
Gorgeous hair is the best revenge.
Beauty has always been an element of discussion for black women, whether or not we were the ones having the conversation.
The beauty of where I’m from – this small little town called Wallburg, North Carolina – I didn’t have a TV; I was out playing ball with my dad, shooting clay pigeons.
In such ugly times, the only true protest is beauty.
Sometimes the beauty is easy. Sometimes you don’t have to try at all. Sometimes you can hear the wind blow in a handshake. Sometimes there’s poetry written right on the bathroom wall.
Orthodoxy is like an abyss of beauty that’s just endless. I have read the Bible many times. But after fasting, and being baptized Orthodox, it’s like reading a whole new Bible. You see the depth behind the words so much more clearly.
What delights us in visible beauty is the invisible.
Perfect is boring: Beauty is irregular.
Be sure what you want and be sure about yourself. Fashion is not just beauty, it’s about good attitude. You have to believe in yourself and be strong.
What, after all, is the object of education? To train the body in health, vigor and grace, so that it may express the emotions in beauty and the mind with accuracy and strength.
Beauty is in the strangest places. A piece of garbage floating in the wind. And that beauty exists in America. It exists everywhere. You have to develop an eye for it and be able to see it.
People are craving this great progress in electronics, going after computers, the Internet, etc. It’s a giant progress technologically. But they must have a balance of soul, a balance for human beauty. That means art has an important role.
Exuberance is beauty.
After all, it is the divinity within that makes the divinity without; and I have been more fascinated by a woman of talent and intelligence, though deficient in personal charms, than I have been by the most regular beauty.
The beauty of the game is strength, stamina and technique and when you shorten the game, technique goes for a toss and the quality of badminton will surely go down in this system.
Life isn’t always really glamorous and fabulous. It’s about encouraging people to go back to natural beauty.
The beauty of any artwork is that it becomes the person that’s watching it: What do you take out of it?
My mother is a big believer in being responsible for your own happiness. She always talked about finding joy in small moments and insisted that we stop and take in the beauty of an ordinary day. When I stop the car to make my kids really see a sunset, I hear my mother’s voice and smile.
Let me tell you something – being thought of as a beautiful woman has spared me nothing in life. No heartache, no trouble. Love has been difficult. Beauty is essentially meaningless and it is always transitory.
I have often said that the lure of flying is the lure of beauty.
Romance and novel paint beauty in colors more charming than nature, and describe a happiness that humans never taste. How deceptive and destructive are those pictures of consummate bliss!
I like the idea of being warm and secure. That’s what home should be. That you have a sense of warmth, security, love, and you love the things around you and surround yourself with beauty.
She got her looks from her father. He’s a plastic surgeon.
The ideal beauty is a fugitive which is never found.
Beauty is the lover’s gift.
Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art.
Strength of character may be learned at work, but beauty of character is learned at home.
Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed.
Beauty is truth’s smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.
I recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty – a sunken beauty.
