Freddie Mercury Quotes

Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless; peacocks and lilies for instance.

Rich men's houses are seldom beautiful, rarely comfortable, and never original. It is a constant source of surprise to people of moderate means to observe how little a big fortune contributes to Beauty.

Luxury must be comfortable, otherwise it is not luxury.

I've been to parties in L.A. that are mind-blowing. I mean, quite literally mind-blowing. People get cellphones in the party bag, that sort of thing. Fabulous, fabulous parties.

When times are bad, people like to lose themselves in the sheer glamour of another period: beautiful wardrobes, magnificent meals served in elegant settings.

The sky is the part of creation in which nature has done for the sake of pleasing man.

Beauty is everywhere a welcome guest.

I'm the kind of person who would have liked to have lived at the Plaza. I love crystal chandeliers and gold leaf, velvets and mirrors, Oriental rugs and marble.

The product of extraordinary wealth allied to a taste for the sumptuous.

Beauty is nature's brag, and must be shown in courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, where most may wonder at the workmanship.

Teach us that wealth is not elegance, that profusion is not magnificence, that splendor is not beauty.

I think directors can become overly infatuated by gilt and gold, and the word 'lavish' and everything being magnificent.

Fabulosity. It's a state of being.

To me, the world's rather beautiful if you look at it. Especially nature.

I adore wearing gems, but not because they are mine. You can't possess radiance, you can only admire it.

Silver and ermine and red faces full of port wine.

The very definition of 'beauty' is outside.

If you look at the entrance halls of the skyscrapers of the 1920s and 1930s, they are very welcoming. They are public spaces with enormous amounts of display and marble and so on. They were havens off the street.

If you can't be in awe of Mother Nature, there's something wrong with you.

The notion of the infinite variety of detail and the multiplicity of forms is a pleasing one; in complexity are the fringes of beauty, and in variety are generosity and exuberance.

I love the finer things.

Oh who can tell the range of joy or set the bounds of beauty?

She is a peacock in everything but beauty.

It was a brilliant affair; the water flowed like champagne.

You must know that the Grecian maidens, as beautiful as houris, their necks glimmering with innumerable pearls, their bodies clothed with tunics of costly silks and sprinkled with gold, are awaiting your arrival, reclining on soft couches in the sumptuous palaces of crowned lords and princes.