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

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

Everybody’s got that split between the beautiful and fragile, the hard and the dark.

The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

Plain women know more about men than beautiful women do.

Truthful words are not beautiful; beautiful words are not truthful. Good words are not persuasive; persuasive words are not good.

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.

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?

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

Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them.

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

Youth is happy because it has the ability to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.

The terrifying and edible beauty of Art Nouveau architecture.

A lot of us grow up and we grow out of the literal interpretation that we get when we’re children, but we bear the scars all our life. Whether they’re scars of beauty or scars of ugliness, it’s pretty much in the eye of the beholder.

The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.

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

Of life’s two chief prizes, beauty and truth, I found the first in a loving heart and the second in a laborer’s hand.

Beauty is everywhere a welcome guest.

I don’t mind being pale. In high school, it seemed like everybody cared about being tan all year round, but I haven’t really thought about it since then. I don’t go to a tanning bed, and I get bored when I lay out. I put sunscreen on when I’m in the sun, and sometimes I get tan, but I don’t really think about it very much.

Beauty without expression is boring.

Life is abundant, and life is beautiful. And it’s a good place that we’re all in, you know, on this earth, if we take care of it.

I’m getting a wrinkle above my eyebrow because I just can’t stop lifting it, and I love that you know.

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

The coniferous forests of the Yosemite Park, and of the Sierra in general, surpass all others of their kind in America, or indeed the world, not only in the size and beauty of the trees, but in the number of species assembled together, and the grandeur of the mountains they are growing on.

The old cathedrals are good, but the great blue dome that hangs over everything is better.

It is time for parents to teach young people early on that in diversity there is beauty and there is strength.

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.

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.

I like to feel blonde all over.

Endurance is nobler than strength, and patience than beauty.

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

Nothing is beautiful, only man: on this piece of naivete rests all aesthetics, it is the first truth of aesthetics. Let us immediately add its second: nothing is ugly but degenerate man – the domain of aesthetic judgment is therewith defined.

There was never yet fair woman but she made mouths in a glass.

Beauty without grace is the hook without the bait.

Nature, like man, sometimes weeps from gladness.

Music, the greatest good that mortals know and all of heaven we have hear below.

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.

The language of all the interpretations, the translations, of the Judaic Bible and the Christian Bible, is musical, just wonderful. I read the Bible to myself; I’ll take any translation, any edition, and read it aloud, just to hear the language, hear the rhythm, and remind myself how beautiful English is.

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.

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

Joy in looking and comprehending is nature’s most beautiful gift.

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

Human subtlety will never devise an invention more beautiful, more simple or more direct than does nature because in her inventions nothing is lacking, and nothing is superfluous.

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

Beauty deprived of its proper foils and adjuncts ceases to be enjoyed as beauty, just as light deprived of all shadows ceases to be enjoyed as light.

Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art.

I will buy any creme, cosmetic, or elixir from a woman with a European accent.

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

Trees go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far!

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.

It is not sufficient to see and to know the beauty of a work. We must feel and be affected by it.

It’s every girl’s dream to be a cover girl!

There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion.

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

Nothing can be beautiful which is not true.

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.

You’re beautiful, like a May fly.

I love having an unlimited supply of cocoa butter.

I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.

I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me. I write a book for no other reason than to add three or four hundred acres to my magnificent estate.

No object is so beautiful that, under certain conditions, it will not look ugly.