There are two ways to worry words. One is hoping for the greatest possible beauty in what is created. The other is to tell the truth.

Our situation today shows that beauty demands for itself at least as much courage and decision as do truth and goodness and she will not allow herself to be separated and banned from her two sisters without taking them along with herself in an act of mysterious vengeance.

She gave up beauty in her tender youth gave all her hope and joy and pleasant ways she covered up her eyes lest they should gaze on vanity and chose the bitter truth.

Editing yourself is like an irksome coin toss. You've got to strip yourself of super ego and operate from the id. Maybe I've got my Freud mixed up. It's just hard to trade a beauty shot for the performance with truth and a brightly lit zit.

The truth of the matter is beauty is a specific thing rare and fleeting. Some of us have it in our teens 20s and 30s and then lose it most of us have it not at all. And that's perfectly okay. But lying to yourself that you have it when you don't seems to me simple-minded at best and psychotic at worst.

The truth the absolute truth is that the chief beauty for the theatre consists in fine bodily proportions.

Beauty is but the sensible image of the Infinite. Like truth and justice it lives within us like virtue and the moral law it is a companion of the soul.

What is man's ultimate direction in life? It is to look for love truth virtue and beauty.

Enhance and intensify one's vision of that synthesis of truth and beauty which is the highest and deepest reality.

Competence like truth beauty and contact lenses is in the eye of the beholder.