Beauty, whether moral or natural, is felt, more properly than perceived.

All things are perceived in the light of charity, and hence under the aspect of beauty for beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love.

In such ugly times, the only true protest is beauty.

Beauty is less important than quality.

Everything beautiful has its moment and then passes away

The pain passes, but the beauty remains.

In art economy is always beauty.

Search for beauty without features, something deeper than any signs.

Find beauty not only in the thing itself but in the pattern of the shadows, the light and dark which that thing provides.

The beauty we love is very silent. It smiles softly to itself, but never speaks.