The beauty of this country and what people participate in is the competitive nature that we allow to exist and the fact is that we are better because we have great competitors.

Listening to my regular favourites - Mozart Beethoven Brahms and so on - I always feel quite misguidedly that nothing can be too bad if such beauty and brilliance exists in the world.

I was amazed and upset by the looks I got just walking around the studio... It illuminates the ugliness and the beauty that exists within each of us and that's what this story represents to me.

But when I was twelve years old I caught my first strong glimpse of one of the fundamental forces of existence whose votary I was destined to be for life - namely Beauty.

A special kind of beauty exists which is born in language of language and for language.

All my writing is about the recognition that there is no single reality. But the beauty of it is that you nevertheless go on walking towards utopia which may not exist on a bridge which might end before you reach the other side.

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.

Just because you are blind and unable to see my beauty doesn't mean it does not exist.

Standards of beauty are arbitrary. Body shame exists only to the extent that our physiques don't match our own beliefs about how we should look.

Although beauty may be in the eye of the beholder the feeling of being beautiful exists solely in the mind of the beheld.