The sky will bow down to your beauty, if you do.

The very center of your heart is where life begins. The most beautiful place on earth.

On a day when the wind is perfect, the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty. Today is such a day.

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.

The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you.

The very center of your heart is where life begins. The most beautiful place on earth.

The only lasting beauty is the beauty of the heart.

Poetry can be dangerous, especially beautiful poetry, because it gives the illusion of having had the experience without actually going through it. In their seeking, wisdom and madness are one and the same. On the path of love, friend and stranger are one and the same.

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

By God, when you see your beauty you will be the idol of yourself.

In some not too distant tomorrow the radiant stars of love and brotherhood will shine over our great nation with all their scintillating beauty.

The beauty of the soul shines out when a man bears with composure one heavy mischance after another, not because he does not feel them, but because he is a man of high and heroic temper.

"True love begins when nothing is looked for in return."

"What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well."

"You are beautiful, but you are empty. One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you--the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered."

The creatures that inhabit this earth--be they human beings or animals--are here to contribute, each in its own particular way, to the beauty and prosperity of the world.

Compassion is by nature gentle, peaceful, and soft, but it is very powerful.

The ideals which have lighted me on my way and time after time given me new courage to face life cheerfully, have been truth, goodness, and beauty.

Never regard your study as a duty, but as the enviable opportunity to learn the liberating beauty of the intellect for your own personal joy and for the profit of the community to which your later work will belong.

It is beauty that begins to please, and tenderness that completes the charm.

A beautiful woman delights the eye; a wise woman, the understanding; a pure one, the soul.

Consider a tree for a moment. As beautiful as trees are to look at, we don’t see what goes on underground – as they grow roots. Trees must develop deep roots in order to grow strong and produce their beauty. But we don’t see the roots. We just see and enjoy the beauty. In much the same way, what goes on inside of us is like the roots of a tree.

She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.

No better cosmetics than a severe temperance and purity, modesty and humility, a gracious temper and calmness of spirit; no true beauty without the signature of these graces in the very countenance.