Men always want and love when women wear tight and fitted clothing, right? And you’re like, ‚Wow, she looks so beautiful.‘ And then you have men who dress like slobs, and you’re like, ‚What’s the deal with these big and baggy suits.‘ It’s pretty ridiculous.

Whenever something went wrong when I was young – if I had a pimple or if my hair broke – my mom would say, ‚Sister mine, I’m going to make you some soup.‘ And I really thought the soup would make my pimple go away or my hair stronger.

I don’t think I could live without hair, makeup and styling, let alone be the performer I am. I am a glamour girl through and through. I believe in the glamorous life and I live one.

Mountains are the beginning and the end of all natural scenery.

All great and beautiful work has come of first gazing without shrinking into the darkness.

The perception of beauty is a moral test.

There is always the danger that we may just do the work for the sake of the work. This is where the respect and the love and the devotion come in – that we do it to God, to Christ, and that’s why we try to do it as beautifully as possible.

Truths and roses have thorns about them.

Even with all of the things that are so awful, if you walk into your yard and stay there looking at almost anything for five minutes, you will be stunned by how marvelous life is and how incredibly lucky we are to have it.

Recently partnered with Express Men as a brand ambassador, so my closet is full of the new fashion trends and styles that keep me fresh for games.

Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars – mere globs of gas atoms. I, too, can see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see less or more?

Beauty is the promise of happiness.

Nature gives you the face you have at twenty; it is up to you to merit the face you have at fifty.

The good is the beautiful.

We require from buildings two kinds of goodness: first, the doing their practical duty well: then that they be graceful and pleasing in doing it.

Man is a beautiful machine that works very badly.

Always have something beautiful in sight, even if it’s just a daisy in a jelly glass.

No; we have been as usual asking the wrong question. It does not matter a hoot what the mockingbird on the chimney is singing. The real and proper question is: Why is it beautiful?

Personal beauty is a greater recommendation than any letter of reference.

I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty.

Secrecy is the element of all goodness; even virtue, even beauty is mysterious.

The first man to compare the cheeks of a young woman to a rose was obviously a poet; the first to repeat it was possibly an idiot.

And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.

Beauty is a manifestation of secret natural laws, which otherwise would have been hidden from us forever.

Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been.

Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault.

It is better to be beautiful than to be good. But… it is better to be good than to be ugly.

Beauty is not caused. It is.

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.

I love having an unlimited supply of cocoa butter.

I see so many guys, really athletic guys, wearing pleats and I just shake my head. Like, Tiger Woods used to wear pleated pants! I’m like, ‚C’mon, Tiger!‘

I think it speaks of all women having those few special things that make them feel feminine. And so when I was a little girl, I would associate Guerlain with that.

The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.

Some guys look better as they get older.

There is something terribly morbid in the modern sympathy with pain. One should sympathise with the colour, the beauty, the joy of life. The less said about life’s sores the better.

The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science.

Fashion breaks my heart.

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.

Fashion is here to help make people look very important. If they have good taste and choose what suits them, I give them options on how they can do that. It’s always sexy, and it’s always with the same result: making women look fantastic.

No traveler, whether a tree lover or not, will ever forget his first walk in a sugar-pine forest. The majestic crowns approaching one another make a glorious canopy, through the feathery arches of which the sunbeams pour, silvering the needles and gilding the stately columns and the ground into a scene of enchantment.

The South is very beautiful but its beauty makes one sad because the lives that people live here, and have lived here, are so ugly.

The internal machinery of life, the chemistry of the parts, is something beautiful. And it turns out that all life is interconnected with all other life.

God Almighty first planted a garden. And indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures.

A more secret, sweet, and overpowering beauty appears to man when his heart and mind open to the sentiment of virtue.

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.

I don’t like perfumes that are too strong or sweet. I like a fragrance that is earthy and sensual and can be worn at any time.

Oh, these vast, calm, measureless mountain days, days in whose light everything seems equally divine, opening a thousand windows to show us God.

It is as necessary for man to live in beauty rather than ugliness as it is necessary for him to have food for an aching belly or rest for a weary body.

A woman of the world is anxious to exhibit her form and shape, whether walking, standing, sitting, or sleeping. Even when represented as a picture, she desires to captivate with the charms of her beauty and, thus, to rob men of their steadfast heart.

Only on paper has humanity yet achieved glory, beauty, truth, knowledge, virtue, and abiding love.

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.

America is a poem in our eyes; its ample geography dazzles the imagination, and it will not wait long for metres.

It is impossible, as impossible as to raise the dead, to restore anything that has ever been great or beautiful in architecture. That which I have insisted upon as the life of the whole, that spirit which is given only by the hand and eye of the workman, can never be recalled.

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease.

Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless; peacocks and lilies for instance.

We find delight in the beauty and happiness of children that makes the heart too big for the body.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.

Until I was a teenager, I used red pokeberries for lipstick and a burnt matchstick for eyeliner. I used honeysuckle for perfume.

I’m not sure what I think about current fashion, though. A few years ago, I would have said it’s really, really bad and you hardly ever see anybody looking good. There must be some very good designers in the world.

When you’re 25 or 30, you know, you can’t wear lime-green eye shadow anymore.