Beauty is truth's smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.

Beauty is not caused. It is.

I don't think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains.

I do not have much patience with a thing of beauty that must be explained to be understood. If it does need additional interpretation by someone other than the creator then I question whether it has fulfilled its purpose.

Beauty in things exists in the mind which contemplates them.

Beauty is worse than wine it intoxicates both the holder and beholder.

I define nothing. Not beauty not patriotism. I take each thing as it is without prior rules about what it should be.

Since love grows within you so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.

For me the greatest beauty always lies in the greatest clarity.

There is no definition of beauty but when you can see someone's spirit coming through something unexplainable that's beautiful to me.