Tell them, dear, if eyes were made for seeing, then beauty is its own excuse for being.

That's why he found most young women unattractive, regardless of their exterior beauty. They had not lived long enough to possess those qualities that interested him.

She's upset because she lost all that weight and it turns out she doesn't have a pretty face.

That which is striking and beautiful is not always good, but that which is good is always beautiful.

When I say beautiful things, I'm not necessarily living them; when I live them, the beautiful thing is that words aren't necessary.

There is no cosmetic for beauty like happiness.

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.

We all want something beautiful. I wish I was beautiful.

Perhaps things are most beautiful when they are not quite real.

Beauty is not caused. It is.

Beauty is a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it you don't need to have anything else; and if you don't, it doesn't much matter what else you have.

Nothing is more beautiful than cheerfulness in an old face.

People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.

If you say my eyes are beautiful, it's because they're looking at you.

Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.

Nothing makes a woman more beautiful than the belief that she is beautiful.

All God's children are not beautiful. Most of God's children are, in fact, barely presentable.

Nothing is beautiful from every point of view.

God must have loved the plain people; He made so many of them.

Anything in any way beautiful derives its beauty from itself and asks nothing beyond itself. Praise is no part of it, for nothing is made worse or better by praise.

Stop whining. We all want something beautiful.

Beauty is not in the face. . . beauty is a light in the heart.

The weather is here. Wish you were beautiful.

Plain women know more about men than beautiful ones do. But beautiful women don't need to know about men. It's the men who have to know about beautiful women.

There is no beautifier of complexion, or behavior, like the wish to scatter joy and not pain around us.

As I gaze upon your beauty, I think to myself, never have I seen an angel fly so low. . .

True beauty has unlimited power. It is not just what they look like, but it is the things they do that makes you fall in love with them all over again.

You don't love a girl because of beauty. You love her because she sings a song only you can understand.

Miss Prism says that all good looks are a snare.
They are a snare that every sensible man would like to be caught in.

Ever since I first looked upon your wonderful and incomparable beauty, I have dared to love you wildly, passionately, devotedly, hopelessly.

Beautiful spring/summer day. Beauty all around. Wonder and beauty. But the beauty brings you only pain and sorrow. You are hurt by the beauty because in it you see and feel the pain of life.

Conceit is to nature what paint is to beauty; it is not only needless, but impairs what it would improve.

When a girl ceases to blush, she has lost the most powerful charm of her beauty.

Don't hate me because I'm beautiful, hate me because your boyfriend thinks so.

Whatever makes an impression on the heart seems lovely in the eye.

The beauty of one day is reflected in your heart.

A man's true wealth is the good he does in the world. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

When Miss Milan put the glass in her hand, and she looked at herself with the dress on, finished, an extraordinary bliss shot through her heart. Suffused with light, she sprang into existence. Rid of cares and wrinkles, what she had dreamed of herself was there - a beautiful woman.

Beauty was my mother's law, her religion. You could do anything you wanted, as long as you were beautiful, as long as you did things beautifully. If you weren't, you just didn't exist. Although I had noticed by now that reality didn't always conform to my mother's ideas.

It was a scam, my mother said, and I wanted to tell them so, but their beauty seemed a charm.

I couldn't imagine owning beauty like my mother's.

To know I was beautiful in his eyes made me beautiful. I had never been beautiful before.

He was taking my silence but giving me something in return, a fullness of being recognized. I felt beautiful, but also interrupted. I wasn't used to being so complicated.

I was embarrassed for wanting it, it was base, what did pretty matter? I had thought that so many times with my mother. A person didn't need to be beautiful, they just needed to be loved. But I couldn't help wanting it. If that was the way I could be loved, to be beautiful, I'd take it.

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