A beautiful body perishes, but a work of art dies not.

In so far as the mind is stronger than the body, so are the ills contracted by the mind more severe than those contracted by the body.

Despise not death, but welcome it, for nature wills it like all else.

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.

It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It’s called living.

The fear of death is the most unjustified of all fears, for there’s no risk of accident for someone who’s dead.

Death is a commingling of eternity with time; in the death of a good man, eternity is seen looking through time.

Beauty is everywhere a welcome guest.

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

Nothing, indeed, is more dangerous to the young artist than any conception of ideal beauty: he is constantly led by it either into weak prettiness or lifeless abstraction: whereas to touch the ideal at all, you must not strip it of vitality.

Drawing is the honesty of the art. There is no possibility of cheating. It is either good or bad.

Have you not noticed that love is silence? It may be while holding the hand of another, or looking lovingly at a child, or taking in the beauty of an evening. Love has no past or future, and so it is with this extraordinary state of silence.

The human foot is a masterpiece of engineering and a work of art.

If being an egomaniac means I believe in what I do and in my art or music, then in that respect you can call me that… I believe in what I do, and I’ll say it.

Art is not a study of positive reality, it is the seeking for ideal truth.

Chance gives rise to thoughts, and chance removes them; no art can keep or acquire them.

I like having my hands in the clay. I like the movie-making process.

Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.

My brain and body and nervous system, they see a plane ride, a long plane trip, as an opportunity to sleep with nothing coming in, nothing to do. I just go offline the minute I’m on the plane.

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

One science only will one genius fit; so vast is art, so narrow human wit.

One has children in the expectation of dying before them. In fact, you want to make damn sure you die before them, just as you plant a tree or build a house knowing, hoping that it will outlive you. That’s how the human species has done as well as it has.

Death to me means nothing as long as I can die fast.

To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug.

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

When I was a seminarian, I was dazzled by a girl I met at an uncle’s wedding. I was surprised by her beauty, her intellectual brilliance… and, well, I was bowled over for quite a while.

On the plus side, death is one of the few things that can be done as easily lying down .

I think dress, hairstyle and make-up are the crucial factors in projecting an attractive persona and give one the chance to enhance one’s best physical features.

The first decade of the twentieth century was not a great time to be born black and poor and female in St. Louis, Missouri, but Vivian Baxter was born black and poor, to black and poor parents. Later she would grow up and be called beautiful. As a grown woman she would be known as the butter-colored lady with the blowback hair.

Through Kurt I saw the beauty of minimalism and the importance of music that’s stripped down.

I am prepared to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new.

A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.

Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.

I just make the pictures and where they fall is where they fall. If somebody likes them, that’s always nice. And if they don’t like them, then too bad.

Paintings have a life of their own that derives from the painter’s soul.

Let us beware of saying that death is the opposite of life. The living being is only a species of the dead, and a very rare species.

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

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.

Talent grips us. We are overtaken by the beauty of Michelangelo’s sculpture, riveted by Mariah Carey’s angelic voice, doubled over in laughter by the comedy of Robin Williams, and captivated by the on screen performances of Denzel Washington.

There is in me an anarchy and frightful disorder. Creating makes me die a thousand deaths, because it means making order, and my entire being rebels against order. But without it I would die, scattered to the winds.

I’m no natural beauty. If I’m gonna have any looks at all, I’m gonna have to create them.

There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me.

I existed from all eternity and, behold, I am here; and I shall exist till the end of time, for my being has no end.

Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors. But today we kneel only to truth, follow only beauty, and obey only love.

Beauty is a short-lived tyranny.

Alas! how little does the memory of these human inhabitants enhance the beauty of the landscape!

As an artist your first loyalty is to your art. Unless this is the case, you’re going to be a second-rate artist.

Beauty and femininity are ageless and can’t be contrived, and glamour, although the manufacturers won’t like this, cannot be manufactured. Not real glamour; it’s based on femininity.

From things that have happened and from things as they exist and from all things that you know and all those you cannot know, you make something through your invention that is not a representation but a whole new thing truer than anything true and alive, and you make it alive, and if you make it well enough, you give it immortality.

No person who is not a great sculptor or painter can be an architect. If he is not a sculptor or painter, he can only be a builder.

As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.

The diversity of India, of our civilization, is actually a thing of beauty, which is something we are extremely proud of.

I do not believe in immortality of the individual, and I consider ethics to be an exclusively human concern with no superhuman authority behind it.

Thirty-three-years-old, still creating art. It’s rage, it’s creativity, it’s pain, it’s hurt, but it’s the opportunity to still have my voice get out there through music.

I’m just glad I was able to return to some of that innocence and beauty I had as a child when I started my own family, and my children brought me back some of that spirit.

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

It is not the language of painters but the language of nature which one should listen to, the feeling for the things themselves, for reality is more important than the feeling for pictures.

Everything we touch in our daily lives, including our body, is a miracle. By putting the kingdom of god in the right place, it shows us it is possible to live happily right here, right now.

You don’t need to buy expensive cosmetics; almost anything will do if you know how to apply it.

It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure on the world.