Beauty is the promise of happiness.

Beauty is an outward gift which is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused.

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.

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.

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

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

Faith goes out through the window when beauty comes in at the door.

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

A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty.

Beauty is grace and confidence. I've learned to accept and appreciate what nature gave me.