Beauty Quotes - Page 5

Why did the world go on being so beautiful in spite of the ugliness he had experienced? The lake was beautiful, serenely beautiful. The forest was beautiful, greenly beautiful. Lake and forest, the whole shimmering world was painfully beautiful. He loved this world, but he was too hurt to enjoy it.

If beauty is truth, and truth is beauty, they are defined by each other, so how do we know the meaning of either?

A beautiful mind and a beautiful heart beautifies the world around.

It's a sad and beautiful world.

Like most little girls, I found the lure of grown-up accessories astonishing - lipstick, perfume, hats and gloves. When I write female characters in my historical novels, getting these details right is vital.

A writer will divine a metaphor from a pattern on a dress, or a gesture, because sunsets have been done before.

There are places which exist in this world beyond the reach of imagination.

It’s an act of our will to choose to see people simply as wildly loved by God, to assume their beauty before guessing their depravity.

There's no shame compared to being beautiful with nothing in your brain, an ugly devil with wits is much better that the former.

And this is what being an artist means, being a poet? To sacrifice yourself for your art, sacrifice your heart for your art, because it’s only through something broken that something beautiful can grow.

Only a mind free of impediment is capable of grasping the chaotic beauty of the world. This is our greatest asset.

She was the reason I started to write but her beauty is kept me writing.

To walk quietly until the miracle in everything speaks is poetry, whether we write it down or not.

The world was beautiful when looked at in this way - without any seeking, so simple, so childlike.

Perhaps as writers, we too should embrace the concept of wabi-sabi:

The real world reveals itself like surprise gifts on our doorstep, special moments that seem above and beyond the reality of others. These times are full, beautiful and meaningful beyond words, even when wrapped in pain.

...there are some things for which there are no answers, no matter how beautiful the words may be.

There is an art to writing, and it is not always disclosure. The act itself can be beautiful, revelatory, and private.

There is more beauty than our eyes can bear, precious things have been put into our hands and to do nothing to honor them is to do great harm.

I'll pray that you grow up a brave man in a brave country. I will pray you find a way to be useful.


I'll pray, and then I'll sleep.