Look up, laugh loud, talk big, keep the color in your cheek and the fire in your eye, adorn your person, maintain your health, your beauty and your animal spirits.
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed.
Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.
Beauty always promises, but never gives anything.
Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.
Beauty without grace is the hook without the bait.
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.
Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art.
Beauty without expression is boring.
Beauty is a fragile gift.
Wisdom is the abstract of the past, but beauty is the promise of the future.
Beauty is the greatest seducer of man.
That which is striking and beautiful is not always good, but that which is good is always beautiful.
Be strong, be fearless, be beautiful. And believe that anything is possible when you have the right people there to support you.
There is no cosmetic for beauty like happiness.
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror.
A woman who cannot be ugly is not beautiful.
No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.
Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.
Beauty deprived of its proper foils and adjuncts ceases to be enjoyed as beauty, just as light deprived of all shadows ceases to be enjoyed as light.
Beauty is in the heart of the beholder.
Perfect is boring: Beauty is irregular.
Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise. At no other time have I so sharp an understanding of what God means to do with me as in these hours of dawn.
Beauty is a short-lived tyranny.
The architect should strive continually to simplify; the ensemble of the rooms should then be carefully considered that comfort and utility may go hand in hand with beauty.
The best part of beauty is that which no picture can express.
Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the Infinite.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
Beauty is the promise of happiness.
Beauty awakens the soul to act.
There is a kind of beauty in imperfection.
Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.
If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.
The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives.
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.