Beauty is the sole legitimate province of the poem.
I’m from a nice, suburban, middle-class family, but my tattoos remind me where I’ve been.
It is not beauty that endears, it’s love that makes us see beauty.[Не по хорошỳ мил, а по милỳ хорош.]
Everything has beauty, but not everyone can see.
What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.
If you look round Hollywood there’s no end of white smiles and six packs. Long lines of beautiful people lining up to be incredible on film.
Beauty; the death, then, of a beautiful woman is unquestionably the most poetical topic in the world.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow one another like the withered leaves of autumn; but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons and a possession for all eternity.
Well, I am pretty. There’s no denying that. Almost all spiders are rather nice-looking. I’m not as flashy as some, but I’ll do.
Weeds are flowers, too, once you get to know them.
There’s more beauty in the truth even if it is dreadful beauty.
