An artist is an artist only because of his exquisite sense of beauty a sense which shows him intoxicating pleasures but which at the same time implies and contains an equally exquisite sense of all deformities and all disproportion.

Beauty is the disinterested one without which the ancient world refused to understand itself a word which both imperceptibly and yet unmistakably has bid farewell to our new world a world of interests leaving it to its own avarice and sadness.

Don't get me wrong I admire elegance and have an appreciation of the finer things in life. But to me beauty lies in simplicity.

Humanism was not wrong in thinking that truth beauty liberty and equality are of infinite value but in thinking that man can get them for himself without grace.

I tell myself that God gave my children many gifts - spirit beauty intelligence the capacity to make friends and to inspire respect. There was only one gift he held back - length of life.

Taught from infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre the mind shapes itself to the body and roaming round its gilt cage only seeks to adorn its prison.

I don't like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and it isn't of much value. Life hasn't revealed its beauty to them.

Poetry is something to make us wiser and better by continually revealing those types of beauty and truth which God has set in all men's souls.

It is dangerous for mortal beauty or terrestrial virtue to be examined by too strong a light. The torch of Truth shows much that we cannot and all that we would not see.

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.

We especially need imagination in science. It is not all mathematics nor all logic but it is somewhat beauty and poetry.

Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars - mere globs of gas atoms. I too can see the stars on a desert night and feel them. But do I see less or more?

To look almost pretty is an acquisition of higher delight to a girl who has been looking plain for the first fifteen years of her life than a beauty from her cradle can ever receive.

Beauty always promises but never gives anything.

Every beauty which is seen here by persons of perception resembles more than anything else that celestial source from which we all are come.

The beauty of the world which is so soon to perish has two edges one of laughter one of anguish cutting the heart asunder.

To give pain is the tyranny to make happy the true empire of beauty.

Beauty for some provides escape who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.

The kind of beauty I want most is the hard-to-get kind that comes from within - strength courage dignity.

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 human mind is capable of excitement without the application of gross and violent stimulants and he must have a very faint perception of its beauty and dignity who does not know this.

Beauty to me is about being comfortable in your own skin. That or a kick-ass red lipstick.

Although beauty may be in the eye of the beholder the feeling of being beautiful exists solely in the mind of the beheld.

There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion.