For me a page of good prose is where one hears the rain and the noise of battle. It has the power to give grief or universality that lends it a youthful beauty.

What is important then is not that the critic should possess a correct abstract definition of beauty for the intellect but a certain kind of temperament the power of being deeply moved by the presence of beautiful objects.

As an inspiration to the author I do not think the cat can be over-estimated. He suggests so much grace power beauty motion mysticism. I do not wonder that many writers love cats I am only surprised that all do not.

Power and beauty come from a very deep place.

After a decade this glum we deserved a shot of 'Glee ' a show that restored our faith in the power of song the beauty of dance and the magic of 'spirit fingers' to chase our cares and woes into somebody else's backyard.

People often say that 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder ' and I say that the most liberating thing about beauty is realizing that you are the beholder. This empowers us to find beauty in places where others have not dared to look including inside ourselves.

Beauty attracts us men but if like an armed magnet it is pointed beside with gold and silver it attracts with tenfold power.

Who would not give up wit for power and beauty?

Everyone has their own insecurities regardless of how you look or how people perceive you but sometimes people give their insecurities too much power. Defining beauty is simply a matter of opinion. For me real beauty has very little to do with the structure of someone's face or body.

When virtue and modesty enlighten her charms the lustre of a beautiful woman is brighter than the stars of heaven and the influence of her power it is in vain to resist.