Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.

Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.

Ye Gods! but she is wondrous fair!
For me her constant flame appears;
The garland she hath read more

Ye Gods! but she is wondrous fair!
For me her constant flame appears;
The garland she hath culled, I wear
On brows bald since my thirty years.
Ye veils that deck my loved one rare,
Fall, for the crowning triumph's nigh.
Ye Gods! but she is wondrous fair!
And I, so plain a man am I!

Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should read more

Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.

In every man's heart there is a secret nerve that answers to the vibrations of beauty.

In every man's heart there is a secret nerve that answers to the vibrations of beauty.

I would warn you that I do not attribute to nature either beauty or deformity, order or confusion. Only in read more

I would warn you that I do not attribute to nature either beauty or deformity, order or confusion. Only in relation to our imagination can things be called beautiful or ugly, well-ordered or confused.

When you look closely people are so strange & so complicated that they're actually beautiful.

When you look closely people are so strange & so complicated that they're actually beautiful.

Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.

Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.

When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!

When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!