Best 5 210 of Beauty quotes - MyQuotes
Cinderella had to dress up so that the Prince could see her inner beauty.
Lailah Gifty Akita
Beauty is fleeting. But the woman who fear God is blissful.
Having buck teeth in junior high,” she rounded up unsteadily, “must be ideal preparation for getting old. For pretty people, aging is a dumb shock. It’s like, what’s going on? Why doesn’t anyone smile at me at checkout anymore? But it won’t be a shock for me. It’ll be, oh that. That again. Teeth.
It doesn't matter if you're 20, 40, 60, 80, or 100. Embrace your sexy-ass self and express it!
Be appreciating to see the beauty of life.
Natural beauty takes at least two hours in front of a mirror.
Edgar Allan Poe’s writings showed me perfectly that there can be such fragile beauty and purity located in darkness and sorrow.
If you look for beauty outside of yourself, you will look forever. If you search for it inside, you will find it in an instant.
He was afflicted by the thought that where Beauty was, nothing ever ran quite straight, which no doubt, was why so many people looked on it as immoral.
Incredibly, inordinately, devastatingly, immortally, calamitously, hearteningly, adorably beautiful.
Stacy Snapp-killian Aka Stacyk
God is not a separate entity outside of ones self. God is love meaning a personal acceptance of ones "higher" self. Now, your ego, that's a whole other side of your- self.
William Makepeace Thackeray
A clever, ugly man every now and then is successful with the ladies, but a handsome fool is irresistible.
Before Armand had granted me the esteem of which I have already spoken, I probably would not have betrayed him. The mere idea would have horrified me. So long as he had not given me his confidence, betraying him had no meaning: it meant simply obeying the elementary rule which governed my life. But now I loved him. I recognized his omnipotence. And though he might not love me, he contained me within him. His moral authority was so absolute, so generous, that it made intellectual rebellion within his bosom impossible. The only way I could prove my independence was by acting on the emotional level. The idea of betraying Armand set me aglow. I feared and loved him too much not to want to deceive and betray and rob him. I sensed the anxious pleasure that goes with sacrilege. If he were God (he had known pity), and had he been well pleased with me, it were sweet to deny him. And better still, that Stilitano, who did not love me and whom I would never have betrayed, should be helping me. His sharp personality aptly suggested the image of a dagger piercing the heart. The strength of the devil and his power over us lie in his irony. His seductiveness may be only his detachment. The force with which Armand denied the rules proved his own power—and the power of the rules over him. Stilitano smiled at them. His smile dissolved me. It was bold enough to express itself on a face of great beauty.
Great is the strife between beauty and modesty.
Beauty isn't about looking perfect. It's about celebrating your individuality.
throughout human history people have scarred, painted, pierced, padded, stiffened, plucked, and buffed their bodies in the name of beauty.
Whenever the fame and the fury became too oppressive, Jesus found peace speaking to his Father among trees. If Jesus is our teacher, model, and savior, then we should follow his example. When we are tired, when we are discouraged, when we are frustrated, when we are downcast, we need to do what Jesus did: seek solace in the woods. Go to the forest, sit under the trees, and pray. There, beneath the canopy of shade-giving branches, we, like Jesus, can be still and know God (Psalm 46:10).
Grief would weave itself among the threads of love and life and hope, and I was starting to believe that what came of it all would still one day be beautiful.
The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Friends love misery, in fact. Sometimes, especially if we are too lucky or too successful or too pretty, our misery is the only thing that endears us to our friends.
She loved your mother', Taliesin said gently. 'This is her farewell.' As he spoke, a chanted melody began inside the chamber, a song without words. Yet it spoke of the beauty in the heart of the flame, of the passing glory of the white bird on the wing, and the blossom of the sea spray under the shining prow. It sang of a mother with her baby, of the hard love between men and women, and the gentle rest that comes at last to all.
She sees the best in the world. Not because she is exposed to the best. She’s exposed to the same madness as everybody else. She chooses to see the beauty in all.
When next the devil attack you apply your break; resist the devil and he will flew from you. The bible didn't say you should run from the devil but resist him.
Knowledge is the key to survival, the real beauty of that is that it doesn't weigh anything.
... until it had acquired the strength to create in my mind a fresh example of absolute, unproductive beauty...
We think that by possessing talent or beauty we possess something, but we are the ones who are possessed.
Beauty is not in the face. Beauty is not in the skin color. Beauty is not the wrinkle-free skin. Beauty is not in the long hair or in the way, how the colorful curls on your head roll upon your neck. Looks don’t define your beauty, looks don’t last. Always remember, beauty is more than skin deep. It is not what you see outside.
If virtue accompany it, it is the heart's paradise; if vice associate it, it is the soul's purgatory.
…girls were like poems: weird, incomprehensible and boring, but those “in the know” assured me that they were beautiful.
Simone De Beauvoir
Dans la femme parée, la Nature est présente, mais captive, modelée par une volonté humaine selon le désir de l'homme.
As every real estate agent knows, a poor house in good surroundings will sell for a higher price than a better house in poor surroundings, and in a town they confidently ask 25 percent more rent for a flat with a view of a park that for an identical flat with no view.
The world's biggest power is the youth and beauty of a woman.
Don’t underestimate the dreams everyone has; you have no knowledge about the one that would later marry your own. Be each other’s keeper and know that beautiful dreams date only beautiful dreams!
Sexual starvation forces a heterosexual man to see beauty in every single female who he can sleep with without his society’s disapproval.
Physical beauty is such a strange thing.
Beauty's witching sway is now to me a star that's fallen-a dream that's passed away.
a young man was hung by a rope made of Stalingrad snow
In the moment before I crossed over, I knew that the priests and magicians of Egypt were fools and charlatans for promising to prolong the beauties of life beyond the world we are give. Death is no enemy, but the foundation of gratitude, sympathy, and art. All of life's pleasures, only love owes no debt to death.
It was Red Rock Canyon. One of the most beautiful places in Waterton... in the Rockies, for that matter. And it was there, waiting for him to find it. As long as he was willing to look for it.
The baby's beauty lies on its' pure-hearted.
Beauty is irrelevant to human life, especially in a relationship.
Whenever, at a party, I have been in the mood to study fools, I have always looked for a great beauty: they always gather round her like flies around a fruit stall.
We often seek beauty in the outside, in the unknown, and often lack to realize the sheer beauty right in front of our very eyes, back home.
Where beauty is worshipped for beauty's sake as a goddess, independent of and superior to morality and philosophy, the most horrible putrefaction is apt to set in. The lives of the aesthetes are the far from edifying commentary on the religion of beauty.
Yes, it’s tough, it’s tough, that goes without saying. But isn’t waiting itself and longing a wonder, being played on by wind, sun, and shade?
Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery. The surface of mystery is not smooth, any more than the planet is smooth; not even a single hydrogen atom is smooth, let alone a pine. Nor does it fit together; not even the chlorophyll and hemoglobin molecules are a perfect match, for, even after the atom of iron replaces the magnesium, long streamers of disparate atoms trail disjointedly from the rims of the molecule’s loops. Freedom cuts both ways. Mystery itself is as fringed and intricate at the shape of the air at times. Forays into mystery cut bays and fine fjords, but the forested mainland itself is implacable both in its bulk and in its most filigreed fringe of detail.
Lailah Gifty Akita
Believe in God is the beauty of being.
Brenda, do you know God loves you? He really does. To Him, you're perfect, absolutely perfect. You always have been.
When a woman is plain, people say, 'What beautiful eyes you have, beautiful hair.
...as I already said, they didn't look like much--but beauty's in the eye of the beholder, isn't it?