The beauty of a face is not a separate quality but a relation or proportion of qualities to each other.

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

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.

The pain passes, but the beauty remains.

Beauty doesn't matter because in the end, we all lose our looks and all we have is our heart.

Art is the unceasing effort to compete with the beauty of flowers - and never succeeding.

Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful, for beauty is God's handwriting.

In art economy is always beauty.

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

You don't have to save the world, but you can be in the world-that's where the beauty comes from.