Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
Death is the mother of Beauty; hence from her, alone, shall come fulfillment to our dreams and our desires.
Mathematics, rightly viewed, posses not only truth, but supreme beauty; a beauty cold and austere, like that of sculpture.
Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth, but supreme beauty - a beauty cold and austere, like that of sculpture.
Glances of true beauty can be seen in the faces of those who live in true meekness.
Tlume, my little crystal glass, three paths are bad for men: to see the beauty of the world and yet to say it is ugly; to wake up early in the morning to do what one is incapable of; and to give free course to ones dreams without being careful because whoever dreams becomes a victim of his dreams.
Beauty lies within the soul
and should always be set free
take a glimpse at love so true and pure
found only.......within me
The human soul needs actual beauty more than bread.
Great designers seldom make great advertising men, because they get overcome by the beauty of the picture - and forget that merchandise must be sold.
The fame that goes with wealth and beauty is fleeting and fragile; intellectual superiority is a possession glorious and eternal.
Cherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow all delightful conditions, all, heavenly environment; of these, if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built.
Death is a state of non-being. That which is not, does not exist. Therefore death does not exist. Only truth exists. Truth and beauty. Each is interchangeable, but are aspects of themselves. Er, what specifically did they say they had in mind for me?
Beauty is indeed a good gift of God; but that the good may not think it a great good, God dispenses it even to the wicked.
This whole universe, with all its vastness, grandeur and beauty, is nothing but sheer imagination. In spite of so many discoveries, researches and scientific knowledge, the creation remains a great unsolved riddle.
A special kind of beauty exists which is born in language, of language, and for language.
Courtesy is a silver lining around the dark clouds of civilization; it is the best part of refinement and in many ways, an art of heroic beauty in the vast gallery of mans cruelty and baseness.
The beauty of the soul shines out when a man bears with composure one heavy mischance after another, not because he does not feel them, but because he is a man of high and heroic temper.
Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.
People see you as an object, not as a person, and they project a set of expectations onto you. People who don't have it think beauty is a blessing, but actually it sets you apart.
The ever-present phenomenon ceases to exist for our senses. It was a city dweller, or a prisoner, or a blind man suddenly given his sight, who first noted natural beauty.
There is certainly no absolute standard of beauty. That precisely is what makes its pursuit so interesting.
Beauty is an ecstasy; it is as simple as hunger. There is really nothing to be said about it. It is like the perfume of a rose: you can smell it and that is all1
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.
The beauty that addresses itself to the eyes is only the spell of the moment the eye of the body is not always that of the soul
Lord of the far horizons, Give us the eyes to see Over the verge of the sundown The beauty that is to be. r