The beauty of the world and the orderly arrangement of everything celestial makes us confess that there is an excellent and eternal nature, which ought to be worshiped and admired by all mankind.
The beautiful seems right by force of beauty, and the feeble wrong because of weakness.
The expression of beauty is in direct ratio to the power of conception the artist has acquired.
Beauty is a short-lived tyranny.
The only lasting beauty is the beauty of the heart.
The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives.
Love is the beauty of the soul.
What the imagination seizes as beauty must be the truth.
The perception of beauty is a moral test.
Beauty is the bait which with delight allures man to enlarge his kind.
Beauty must appeal to the senses, must provide us with immediate enjoyment, must impress us or insinuate itself into us without any effort on our part.
Beauty is a fragile gift.
In youth and beauty, wisdom is but rare!
Real beauty is to be true to oneself. That's what makes me feel good.
Enhance and intensify one's vision of that synthesis of truth and beauty which is the highest and deepest reality.
I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me. I write a book for no other reason than to add three or four hundred acres to my magnificent estate.
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 nature's brag, and must be shown in courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, where most may wonder at the workmanship.
Dear God! how beauty varies in nature and art. In a woman the flesh must be like marble; in a statue the marble must be like flesh.
What would be ugly in a garden constitutes beauty in a mountain.
It's not beauty but fine qualities, my girl, that keep a husband.
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.
I am little concerned with beauty or perfection. I don't care for the great centuries. All I care about is life, struggle, intensity.
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
There is a role and function for beauty in our time.