Beauty Quotes
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Glorious Sunshine in Newmarket this a.m. No better feeling when perched on the back of a beauty.
Oisin Murphy
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There's a beauty to math. Math is so simple. It's just one step after the next.
Ethan Canin
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To give emphasis only to beauty makes me think of a mathematics that deals with positive numbers only.
Paul Klee
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There's always been a celebration of what is that moment, whoever I am at that moment in my life. It is a very real way of looking at beauty.
Charlize Theron
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Beauty does not last forever.
Ornella Muti
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As I hold the flower in my hand and think of trying to describe it, I realize how poor a creature I am, how impotent are words in the presence of such perfection.
Celia Thaxter
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It is foolish to wish for beauty. Sensible people never either desire it for themselves or care about it in others. If the mind be but well cultivated, and the heart well disposed, no one ever cares for the exterior.
Anne Bronte
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The beauty of the animal form is in exact proportion to the amount of moral and intellectual virtue expressed by it.
John Ruskin
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Love develops into harmony, and of harmony is born beauty.
Hazrat Inayat Khan
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This is woman's great benevolence, that she will become a martyr for beauty, so that the world may have pleasure.
Robert Wilson Lynd
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The painter's appreciation for beauty is more conscious, for he spends his life trying to communicate his feelings to others.
Emile Gruppe
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I used to go around looking as frumpy as possible because it was inconceivable you could be attractive as well as be smart. It wasn't until I started being myself, the way I like to turn out to meet people that I started to get any work.
Catherine Zeta-Jones
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The saying that beauty is but skin deep, is but a skin-deep saying.
Herbert Spencer
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I died for beauty but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed? "For beauty," I replied. "And I for truth, the two are one; We brethren are," he said. And so, as kinsmen met a night, We talked between the rooms, Until the moss had reached our lips, And covered up our names.
Emily Dickinson