Best 35 quotes in «her beauty quotes» category

Her beauty might fascinate men, but it was difficult to charm them when she stood mute. . . .

Her beauty climbed the rolling slope, it came into the room, rustling ghost-like through the curtains.

Her beauty was the talk of the valley.It skipped two generations of women in our family, but it sure didn't bypass you, Laila.

I was in the South of France, in Saint-Tropez and I met her when it was totally unexpected. I was very lucky because she was the most beautiful woman in the world at the time. I photographed her very quickly, she was not easy as a model, but her beauty transcended anything I had seen before.

In her beauty rests (both) my death and my life.

Let no man value at a little price A virtuous woman's counsel; her winged spirit Is feathered often times with heavenly words, And, like her beauty, ravishing and pure.

Our poor eyes were so enriched as to behold, and our low hearts so exalted as to love, a maid who is such, that as the greatest thing the world can show is her beauty, so the least thing that may be praised in her is her beauty.

Like most good looking women, she was never sure of her beauty, and had to keep checking on it, to make sure it was still there.

Marrying a woman for her beauty makes no more sense than eating a bird for its singing. But it's a common mistake nonetheless.

Only her tight, tight eyes were left. They were always left...They were everything. Everything was there, in them...Thrown, in this way, into the binding conviction that only a miracle could relieve her, she would never know her beauty. She would see only what there was to see: the eyes of other people.

What the public expects to encounter in an actress passed 70 is the sum of her experience, not her beauty.

Show me a mistress that is passing fair, what doth her beauty serve but as a note where I may read who pass'd that passing fair?

The elms of New England! They are as much a part of her beauty as the columns of the Parthenon were the glory of its architecture.

Then there will come a time where, very quickly, a woman will lose what some call her beauty.

Wisdom requires no form; her beauty must vary, as varies the beauty of flame. She is no motionless goddess, for ever couched on her throne.

When I was a seminarian, I was dazzled by a girl I met at an uncle’s wedding. I was surprised by her beauty, her intellectual brilliance… and, well, I was bowled over for quite a while.

Who loves not Knowledge? Who shall rail Against her beauty? May she mix With men and prosper! Who shall fix Her pillars? Let her work prevail.

Her haunting beauty poisons the hearts of men.

Beautiful and its nice you bring light out from your dark diamond

Her lips red as glittering ruby's and hair black as nights coal , more than anything, within her features, there is a streak of wild quirkiness that made her dazzlingly attractive ...

She is the most beautiful pattern of beauty on the fabric of love ...

Oh! how wild that night was, every breath she took , every step she made , every smile she faked , poisoned the hearts of men ..

She is the wine of love . every drop of her wine poisons the hearts of men ..

She loves being wild , she relish delicious feeling of freedom,she just wearing the dress of moonlight . and she's being born again ...

She's definition of beauty written by the hands of God ...

She is like moon who fell in love with the night and shared all her light ...

She is wine , she is the beginning, she is the end. she is everything ...

She's a queen with the heart of a Lioness , she's ferocious fierce and brave -prides herself in her features .

She's like liquid gold so special ...

She's a poetry written by the hands of God .

The movement of her beautiful back , shallow line of her spine, and the twin dimples at her lower back is a soft invitation to madness ...

There is a story scripted on the wall, no words used though, just her body expressions ..

The passion is in her walk and magical secrets in her beautiful eyes transfixed for days ..

And keep you in the rear of your affection, Out of the shot and danger of desire, The chariest maid is prodigal enough If she unmasks her beauty to the moon.

And yet he had loved her. A Bookish girl heedless of her beauty, unconscious of her effect. She'd been prepared to live her life alone but from the moment he'd known her he'd needed her.