Everything has its beauty but not everyone sees it.

In life, as in art, the beauty moves in curves.

If eyes were made for seeing, Then Beauty is its own excuse for being.

Beauty without grace is a rose without scent.

What is beautiful is a joy for all seasons ...

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

The test of beauty is whether it can survive close knowledge.

There is no exquisite beauty: without some strangeness in the proportion.

Spend all you have for loveliness, Buy it and never count the cost; For one white singing hour of peace Count many a year of strife well lost, And for a breath of ecstasy Give all you have been, or could be.

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.