Do not confuse beauty with beautiful. Beautiful is a human judgment. Beauty is All. The difference is everything.
The eye through which I see God is the same eye through which God sees me; my eye and God's eye are one eye, one seeing, one knowing, one love.
Take an eye for an eye, turn your heart into stone, this all I have lived for, this all I have known.
Gandhi: An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind.
Thank you, miss …?” “Annabelle.” She dropped a napkin onto his lap and smiled. “And might I say you are a handsome gent. Beautiful green eyes! I can see why Miss Ayden fancies your company!” Kane frowned. “Miss Ayden? Is this the same c...
You, my reader, who see me close, wonder about my heartbeats and measure my words, you my close friend who know my eyes and the home of their prose, you, my only lover, who always move my life, my poetry's pace and rhyme,... I can not disclose the sh...
Ben Wade: You ever been to San Francisco? Alice Evans: If it's all right by you Mr Wade, I'd rather we not talk Ben Wade: So you never been to San Francisco? Alice Evans: No Ben Wade: I knew a girl there. She was the daughter of a Sea-Captain. She ha...
A beautiful thing is never perfect.
But, for a Christian, there are, strictly speaking, no chances. A secret Master of the Ceremonies has been at work. Christ, who said to the disciples "Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you," can truly say to every group of Christian friends "Y...
It is beautiful, beautiful to give; one of the very most beautiful things in life.
It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature and everlasting beauty of monotony.
Beauty is as relative as light and dark. Thus, there exists no beautiful woman, none at all, because you are never certain that a still far more beautiful woman will not appear and completely shame the supposed beauty of the first.
An eye for an eye." "And the whole world goes blind," Coral puts in quietly.
If there is character, ugliness becomes beauty; if there is none, beauty becomes ugliness.
A strange cold fear gripped him as he looked down at that angelic face resting against his shoulder. Her thick dark lashes lay heavy against her perfect olive skin like two perfect dark crescent moons concealing those glorious starry green eyes burde...
For the first time in history, children are growing up whose earliest sexual imprinting derives not from a living human being, or fantasies of their own; since the 1960s pornographic upsurge, the sexuality of children has begun to be shaped in respon...
It was early evening twilight when we came around a corner… and there in the road was a red deer stag. He leapt up the bank beside the road and then paused, looking back over his shoulder as we passed. Like a scene in a dream I watched him as he wa...
The eye of the master makes the horse fat, and the eye of the mistress makes the chambers neat.
By means of beauty, all beautiful things become beautiful.
I am beautiful in my own right. Not in vain, proud way but in the way God made me. My beauty isn't connected to the amount of boys that look at me. I do not become less beautiful because no boys flirt with me. No my beauty is not skin deep. My beauty...
If the pedestal is beautiful the statue must be even more beautiful.
