And often it would be a woman who was in her 70s or 80s who would win the beauty contest because bound feet never age.

It used to happen in villages and towns in China that they would have - I guess you'd call them beauty contests - where all of the women of a particular village or town would be seated behind these screens or curtains with only their feet showing.

I'm still figuring out why people would want to look at me. Maybe it's generic beauty but it's weird to be valued for something I was born with.

Beauty and the Beast seemed like it all was really brown. The whole thing was just so brown and orange and yellow like Burger King or something. I don't think I would have liked Beauty and the Beast at any age.

The idea that happiness could have a share in beauty would be too much of a good thing.

There's a sadness to the human condition that I think music is good for. It gives a counterpoint to the visual beauty and adds depth to pictures that they wouldn't have if the music wasn't there.

Such discussions help us very little to enjoy what has been well done in art or poetry to discriminate between what is more and what is less excellent in them or to use words like beauty excellence art poetry with a more precise meaning than they would otherwise have.

Doors open because you're beautiful but I wouldn't cultivate beauty to the exclusion of brains.

Art requires philosophy just as philosophy requires art. Otherwise what would become of beauty?

I tried for a while to be an agricultural worker and was hopelessly bored. I would stand around in heaps of manure and sing about the beauty of the work I wasn't doing.