You’re beautiful, like a May fly.

Ankles are nearly always neat and good-looking, but knees are nearly always not.

Nothing is ever done beautifully which is done in rivalship: or nobly, which is done in pride.

I put cocoa butter all over my face and my iconic belly and my arms and legs. Why live rough? Live smooth.

The only difference between Benito and Bad Bunny is 16 million followers on Instagram. And the money that Bad Bunny has in the bank. Benito had, like, $7. The numbers are different, but I’m still the same. Even my insecurities remain the same.

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

Obama’s not Jesus. He can’t walk on water.

I believe in manicures. I believe in overdressing. I believe in primping at leisure and wearing lipstick. I believe in pink. I believe happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and… I believe in miracles.

For as one star another far exceeds, So souls in heaven are placed by their deeds.

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

The opera is to music what a bawdy house is to a cathedral.

Beauty is the bait which with delight allures man to enlarge his kind.

You might say that Lyndon Johnson is a cross between a Baptist preacher and a cowboy.

Nature is ever at work building and pulling down, creating and destroying, keeping everything whirling and flowing, allowing no rest but in rhythmical motion, chasing everything in endless song out of one beautiful form into another.

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.

As we grow old, the beauty steals inward.

Beautiful sentences pop into my head. Beautiful sentences that aren’t always absolutely accurate. Then, I have to choose between the beautiful sentence and being absolutely accurate. It can be a difficult choice.

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.

Here ends my forever memorable first High Sierra excursion. I have crossed the Range of Light, surely the brightest and best of all the Lord has built. And, rejoicing in its glory, I gladly, gratefully, hopefully pray I may see it again.

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

In George Bush you get experience, and with me you get – The Future!

Our envy always lasts longer than the happiness of those we envy.

The earth laughs in flowers.

I hate what I look like on TV, and I want to look better, and nothing makes the mothers more jealous.

The fact that a believer is happier than a skeptic is no more to the point than the fact that a drunken man is happier than a sober one.

No matter how long he lives, no man ever becomes as wise as the average woman of forty-eight.

When we recognise the virtues, the talent, the beauty of Mother Earth, something is born in us, some kind of connection, love is born.

It was morning; through the high window I saw the pure, bright blue of the sky as it hovered cheerfully over the long roofs of the neighboring houses. It too seemed full of joy, as if it had special plans, and had put on its finest clothes for the occasion.

Video is growing very quickly on Facebook. A lot of people compare that to YouTube. I think that kind of makes sense. YouTube isn’t the only video service, but I think it’s the biggest, and it probably makes more sense to compare Facebook video to YouTube rather than Netflix because that’s a completely different kind of content.

The best part of beauty is that which no picture can express.

Baseball has the great advantage over cricket of being sooner ended.

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.

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

As long as a woman can look ten years younger than her own daughter, she is perfectly satisfied.

We’re more popular than Jesus now; I don’t know which will go first, rock ‚n‘ roll or Christianity.

So many girls come up and say to me, ‚I have never listened to country music in my life. I didn’t even know my town had a country-music station. Then I got your record, and now I’m obsessed.‘ That’s the coolest compliment to me.

Just as I wanted to outdo everyone when I played, I had to outdo everyone when we were out on the town.

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

I should be a postage stamp, because that’s the only way I’ll ever get licked. I’m beautiful. I’m fast. I’m so mean I make medicine sick. I can’t possibly be beat.

Thaw with her gentle persuasion is more powerful than Thor with his hammer. The one melts, the other breaks into pieces.

Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.

Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons, a possession for all eternity.

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.

Colleges are like old-age homes, except for the fact that more people die in colleges.

When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.

I am growing handsome very fast indeed! I expect I shall be the belle of Amherst when I reach my 17th year. I don’t doubt that I shall have perfect crowds of admirers at that age. Then how I shall delight to make them await my bidding, and with what delight shall I witness their suspense while I make my final decision.

Opera in English is, in the main, just about as sensible as baseball in Italian.

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.

The greatest compliment that was ever paid me was when one asked me what I thought, and attended to my answer.

Stylistically, I love make-up. I love doing my own make-up and stuff, but clothes-wise, I actually didn’t ever really care. Initially the fashion world was more interested in me than the music world, which was strange when I first started singing.

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

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

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

My beauty secret is absolutely no sun.

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.

Poets are like baseball pitchers. Both have their moments. The intervals are the tough things.