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.

The death of a beautiful woman, is unquestionably the most poetical topic in the world.

There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable.

In effect, to follow, not to force the public inclination; to give a direction, a form, a technical dress, and a specific sanction, to the general sense of the community, is the true end of legislature.

The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.

A sense of the universe, a sense of the all, the nostalgia which seizes us when confronted by nature, beauty, music – these seem to be an expectation and awareness of a Great Presence.

Man weeps to think that he will die so soon; woman, that she was born so long ago.

Beauty is also submitted to the taste of time, so a beautiful woman from the Belle Epoch is not exactly the perfect beauty of today, so beauty is something that changes with time.

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.

Thanks to Botox and fillers, as well as the work that I’ve already had, my face pretty much maintains itself.

There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation’s braggart lords.

As usual, there is a great woman behind every idiot.

Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.

I would warn you that I do not attribute to nature either beauty or deformity, order or confusion. Only in relation to our imagination can things be called beautiful or ugly, well-ordered or confused.

A woman can’t be alone. She needs a man. A man and a woman support and strengthen each other. She just can’t do it by herself.

I wear make-up, and it gets a little bit thicker every year.

It’s crazy how fast you get out of shape if you miss a couple days of action.

I am surprised and embarrassed to be a part of the first American generation to leave the country in far worse shape than it was when we first came into it.

If I had to describe myself to an alien I’d say I was bigger than the average human, enjoy a drink or two with a good meal and have a bigger head than most. I’d also say I’m really handsome – especially if they were a female alien.

The perception of beauty is a moral test.

I don’t know that much about who directs what movies, but I’m definitely inspired by the look of old movies; I find them to be really beautiful.

Beauty without grace is the hook without the bait.

God doesn’t love me any more or less because I had some work done on my face.

Dissident intellectuals aren’t all beautiful.

Real beauty knocks you a little bit off kilter.

It is dangerous for mortal beauty, or terrestrial virtue, to be examined by too strong a light. The torch of Truth shows much that we cannot, and all that we would not, see.

Before ever meeting Priyanka Chopra, I had heard her name coming out of Bollywood and was impressed: she was beautiful, talented, had made nearly 50 movies, earned multiple awards – a massive star.

I’m a workin‘ girl.

It is easy to be beautiful; it is difficult to appear so.

It is absolutely impossible to transcend the laws of nature. What can change in historically different circumstances is only the form in which these laws expose themselves.

Tina Turner is someone that I admire, because she made her strength feminine and sexy. Marilyn Monroe, because she was a curvy woman. I’m drawn to things that have the same kind of silhouettes as what she wore because our bodies are similar.

The terrifying and edible beauty of Art Nouveau architecture.

Is the babe young? When I behold it, it seems more venerable than the oldest man.

I care to live only to entice people to look at Nature’s loveliness. Heaven knows that John the Baptist was not more eager to get all his fellow sinners into the Jordan than I to baptize all of mine in the beauty of God’s mountains.

I experience a period of frightening clarity in those moments when nature is so beautiful. I am no longer sure of myself, and the paintings appear as in a dream.

No person who is well bred, kind and modest is ever offensively plain; all real deformity means want for manners or of heart.

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.

My skin is 24 karat gold when a sun hit it.

Beauty is worse than wine, it intoxicates both the holder and beholder.

For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.

That pleasure which is at once the most pure, the most elevating and the most intense, is derived, I maintain, from the contemplation of the beautiful.

Beauty has as many meanings as man has moods. Beauty is the symbol of symbols. Beauty reveals everything, because it expresses nothing. When it shows us itself, it shows us the whole fiery-coloured world.

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.

When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries or the way she combs her hair.

I’m constantly trying to find new ways to get my hair out of my face.

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

To such an extent does nature delight and abound in variety that among her trees there is not one plant to be found which is exactly like another; and not only among the plants, but among the boughs, the leaves and the fruits, you will not find one which is exactly similar to another.

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.

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.

It is now quite lawful for a Catholic woman to avoid pregnancy by a resort to mathematics, though she is still forbidden to resort to physics or chemistry.

Consider a tree for a moment. As beautiful as trees are to look at, we don’t see what goes on underground – as they grow roots. Trees must develop deep roots in order to grow strong and produce their beauty. But we don’t see the roots. We just see and enjoy the beauty. In much the same way, what goes on inside of us is like the roots of a tree.

You can’t keep your mind on fighting when you’re thinking about a woman. You can’t keep your concentration. You feel like sleeping all the time.

Teach us that wealth is not elegance, that profusion is not magnificence, that splendor is not beauty.

I love to put on lotion. Sometimes I’ll watch TV and go into a lotion trance for an hour. I try to find brands that don’t taste bad in case anyone wants to taste me.

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

Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything.

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

A particularly beautiful woman is a source of terror. As a rule, a beautiful woman is a terrible disappointment.

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

Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.