Mark Twain Quotes

There is nothing wrong with the love of Beauty. But Beauty-unless she is wed to something more meaningful-is always superficial

The heaven of poetry and romance still lies around us and within us.

The heart is like an instrument whose strings Steal nobler music from Life's many frets: The golden threads are spun thro' Suffering's fire, Wherewith the marriage-robes for heaven are woven: And all the rarest hues of human life Take radiance, and are rainbow'd out in tears.

Sometimes at the best moments a single word or a look is enough.'

He called you pretty...That's practically an insult, the way you look right now...You're much more than beautiful.

All people see fires, storms, explosions, or landscapes; but how many feel the flames, the lightnings, the whirlwinds, or the harmony? How many have an inner beauty that tinges their melancholy?

Look at a person's light, not their lampshade.

Elijah looks angelic but his beauty of spirit is what makes his Frodo leap out of the screen. Unalloyed goodness is one of the most difficult attributes to act.

It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what you say. It's not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.

One of the most wonderful things in nature is a glance of the eye; it transcends speech; it is the bodily symbol of identity.

It's not the size of the nose that matters, it's what's inside that counts.

We look so much on color that we forget about the soul.

My soul is full of whispered song,-My blindness is my sight;The shadows that I feared so longAre full of life and light.

I saw through to the last sign and symbol, but I could not read her face. I could see only the eyes shining through, huge, fleshy-like luminous beasts, as though I were swimming behind them in the electric effluvia of her incandescent vision.

real beauty is so deep you have to move into darkness to understand it.

Leave those vain moralists, my friend, and return to the depth of your soul: that is where you will always rediscover the source of the sacred fire which so often inflamed us with love of the sublime virtues; that is where you will see the eternal image of true beauty, the contemplation of which inspires us with a holy enthusiasm.

I was raised with the idea of beauty in a different way. To me, it is something that really comes out of you and surrounds you.

Here then is the pattern in my carpet, the sense of the eternal mysteries, the eternal beauty hidden beneath the crust of common and commonplace things; hidden and yet burning and glowing continually if you care to look with purged eyes.

There are all kinds of symbols. Verbal language is only one. Sometimes by opening our mouths, we make dreadful errors. It's often so much nicer just to look at somebody and vibrate.

Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.

True beauty springs from the heart and dwells in the eyes.

The moon looks wonderful in this warm evening light, just as a candle flame looks beautiful in the light of morning. Light within light...It seems to me to be a metaphor for the human soul, the singular light within that great general light of existence.

It seems only yesterday I used to believe there was nothing under my skin but light. If you cut me I could shine.

When Kino had finished, Juana came back to the fire and ate her breakfast. They had spoken once, but there is not need for speech if it is only a habit anyway. Kino sighed with satisfaction - and that was conversation.