Every man who has shown the world the way to beauty to true culture has been a rebel a 'universal' without patriotism without home who has found his people everywhere.
It is very necessary to have markers of beauty left in a world seemingly bent on making the most evil ugliness.
My mother never put an emphasis on looks. She let us grow up on our own time line. She never forced any beauty regimen into my world.
I like the idea of accessibility coming from a lower-middle-class background myself I feel like beauty and products should be accessible to all women over the world.
Jordan has a strange haunting beauty and a sense of timelessness. Dotted with the ruins of empires once great it is the last resort of yesterday in the world of tomorrow. I love every inch of it.
It is shallow people who think beauty is frivolous or excessive. If you are bringing beauty and god you are enriching the country. Rice feeds the body books feed the mind beauty feeds the soul. It is one thing I can really be proud of and stand tall in the world.
All the freaky people make the beauty of the world.
There is little premium in poetry in a world that thinks of Pound and Whitman as a weight and a sampler not an Ezra a Walt a thing of beauty a joy forever.
It seems to me that the natural world is the greatest source of excitement the greatest source of visual beauty the greatest source of intellectual interest. It is the greatest source of so much in life that makes life worth living.
It seems like the chaos of this world is accelerating but so is the beauty in the consciousness of more and more people.
Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.
Abstraction brings the world into more complex variable relations it can extract beauty alternative topographies ugliness and intense actualities from seeming nothingness.
Do not try to push your way through to the front ranks of your profession do not run after distinctions and rewards but do your utmost to find an entry into the world of beauty.
Paris is one of the most beautiful places in all the world. Unfortunately I was so homesick I couldn't appreciate its beauty.
Beauty is the disinterested one without which the ancient world refused to understand itself a word which both imperceptibly and yet unmistakably has bid farewell to our new world a world of interests leaving it to its own avarice and sadness.
The beauty of the world which is so soon to perish has two edges one of laughter one of anguish cutting the heart asunder.
At some point in life the world's beauty becomes enough. You don't need to photograph paint or even remember it. It is enough.