Beauty In Nature Quotes

Looking at beauty in the world, is the first step of purifying the mind.

Writing help us to express our thoughts, to share experiences, to think, to love, to inspire, to motivate, to challenge, to liberate, to learn, to hope, to smile and to wonder.

You are only as beautiful as your last action ...

Kindness and awareness work together. Through awareness we understand the underlying beauty of everything and every being.

Compassion is all inclusive. Compassion knows no boundaries. Compassion comes with awareness, and awareness breaks all narrow territories.

Beauty is the purest feeling of the soul. Beauty arises when soul is satisfied.

God is the most beautiful, and beauty is the expression of God. If you can't appreciate beauty in the world how can you understand God?

To every Armageddonist, every earth lover must keep saying with all the sincerity and affection we can muster, “May God make this world as beautiful to you as it has been to me.

Beautiful smiles by beautiful ladies!

We can never forget the beautiful places we have been.

We can never forget the the beautiful places we have been.

We must experience Heaven on earth;
May your homes, surroundings and work places portray a safe clean environment.

There are reasons we congregate in these hot spots- to worship beauty and to feel its effects light up the electrolytes in the bloodstream.

I don't want to change the world. We have changed the world to a point that it is barely recognizable. I think it's time to stop thinking change and try to hold on to what beauty and function remains.

The graceful wings of a dove lead to the endless imagination in a dream wings of pain.

Life is defined by time, appreciate the beauty of time;
A time to plant, a time to harvest.
A time to cry, a time to laugh.
A time to be sad, a time to be happy.
A time to be born, a time to die.

I sat up in the strange bed fearing it had been a dream, afraid I would never see her again. Not because I wanted anything from her, only her presence. The disappearance of the presence of beauty is the most despairing of events on this time-wheel of ours that rolls onward towards death.

Life is not always perfect. Like a road, it has many bends, ups and down, but that’s its beauty.

It was a sort of ferocious, quiet beauty, the sort that wouldn't let you admire it. The sort of beauty that always hurt.

The beauty of that June day was almost staggering. After the wet spring, everything that could turn green had outdone itself in greenness and everything that could even dream of blooming or blossoming was in bloom and blossom. The sunlight was a benediction. The breezes were so caressingly soft and intimate on the skin as to be embarrassing.