Quotes Tagged "beauty"

Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.

Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.

For attractive lips, speak words of kindness. For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people. For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry. For beautiful hair, let a child run his fingers through it once a day. For poise, walk with the knowledge you’ll never walk alone. ... We leave you a tradition with a future. The tender loving care of human beings will never become obsolete. People even more than things have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed and redeemed and redeemed and redeemed. Never throw out anybody. Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm. As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands: one for helping yourself, the other for helping others. Your “good old days” are still ahead of you, may you have many of them.

That's always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people want to be around someone because they're pretty. It's like picking your breakfeast cereals based on color instead of taste.

Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.

All little girls should be told they are pretty, even if they aren't.

A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous.

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness.

Do you think I'm pretty? I think you're beautiful Beautiful? You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.

The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.

You are imperfect, permanently and inevitably flawed. And you are beautiful.

What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.

You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting – over and over announcing your place in the family of things.

Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.

As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.

Beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes clean to the bone.

There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion.

Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.