The pain passes, but the beauty remains.

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

Beauty is the promise of happiness.

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

Beauty is less important than quality.

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.

Those who find beauty in all of nature will find themselves at one with the secrets of life itself.

Everything beautiful has its moment and then passes away

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

Strength of character may be learned at work, but beauty of character is learned at home.