Quotes about Beauty

Women's beauty doesn't belong to the women herself. She's the part of treasure, which she brings into the world. It's her duty to share it.

we also first beheld Unveiled the summit of Mont Blanc, and grieved To have a soulless image on the eye That had usurped upon a living thought That never more could be.

He had never felt anything like that before - yet somehow he knew that from now on he would always feel like that, always, and something caught at his throat as he realized what a strange sad adventure life might get to be, strange and sad and still much more beautiful and amazing than he could ever have imagined because it was so really, strangely sad.

What is he aching to do? What are we all aching to do? What do we want?" She didn't know. She yawned. She was sleepy. It was too much. Nobody could tell. Nobody would ever tell. It was all over. She was eighteen and most lovely, and lost.

So I rushed past the pretty girls, and the prettiest girls in the world live in Des Moines.

And all the insects ceased in honor of the moon.

The little flowers grew everywhere around the rocks, and no one had asked them to grow, or me to grow.

I suddenly realized I was in California. Warm, palmy air - air you can kiss - and palms.

Who doesn't feel studious when he doesn't have a girl with a Riviera suntan?

Holy flowers floating in the air, were all these tired faces in the dawn of Jazz America.

But let the mind beware, that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious.

I dunno, remember when we were in East St. Louis with George, and Jack you said you'd love those beautiful dancing girls if you knew they would live forever as beautiful as they are? (p. 173)