Nature seems to take advantage of the simple mathematical representations of the symmetry laws. When one pauses to consider the elegance and the beautiful perfection of the mathematical reasoning involved and contrast it with the complex and far-reac...
It's weird leaving London - you go through the fields between London and Essex and think, 'This is so beautiful - why am I living in a box?' Then there's that London thing where the centre of a roundabout is passed off as a green space. It's not a gr...
The answers to your problems lie all around you. The keys to your self-discovery are waiting to be found in each sunset, each pair of eyes, each breath of fresh air. Listen to the symphony of life and you will hear yourself. Find the beauty of nature...
Beauty is beautiful. That’s the beauty of beauty.
Patience is the most beautiful prayer.
Research is the process of going up alleys to see if they are blind.
Beautiful face doesn't makes your heart beautiful, But a beautiful heart always projects you as a beautiful person.
What is beautiful enchants me. I mean not just physical beauty but a wider concept of beauty. There is beauty in poetry and in great musical or singing performances. There is beauty everywhere if you can just see it.
Beauty is also submitted to the taste of time, so a beautiful woman from the Belle Epoch is not exactly the perfect beauty of today, so beauty is something that changes with time.
If you can visualize the whole of spring and see Paradise with the eye of belief, you may understand the utter majesty of everlasting Beauty. If you respond to that Beauty with the beauty of belief and worship, you will be a most beautiful creature.
A beautiful poem is like a beautiful sky and a beautiful sky is like a beautiful poem!
Do not confuse beauty with beautiful. Beautiful is a human judgment. Beauty is All. The difference is everything.
She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other peopl...
A beautiful thing is never perfect.
In America, alas, beauty has become something you drive to, and nature an either/or proposition--either you ruthlessly subjugate it, as at Tocks Dam and a million other places, or you deify it, treat it as something holy and remote, a thing apart, as...
When the rain is on my lips And I shiver from the cold Thinking about life Its ups and downs And being a melancholic I take a note Of the nature's crying its tears Making the day seem gray And unexcited But how much life the rain brings To what is hi...
To me, Mother Nature isn't nearly as scary as human nature.
It is beautiful, beautiful to give; one of the very most beautiful things in life.
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.
If there is character, ugliness becomes beauty; if there is none, beauty becomes ugliness.
In my thinking, the nature of things, the nature of God if you will, must be common to all.
