Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
--Edgar Allan Poe
Beauty is an experience, nothing else. It is not a fixed pattern
or an arrangement of features. It is something felt, a glow or a
communicated sense of fineness. What ails us is that our sense of beauty
is so bruised and blunted, we miss all the best.
--D. H. Lawrence
For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.
--Ivan Panin
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched ... but are felt in the heart.
--Helen Keller
In all ranks of life the human heart yearns for the beautiful; and the beautiful things that God makes are his gift to all alike.
--Harriet Beecher Stowe
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.
--Ralph Waldo Emerson
The lover knows much more about absolute good and universal beauty than logician or theologian, unless the latter, too, be lovers in disguise.
--George Santayana
Pink Rose
Our hearts are drunk with a beauty our eyes could never see.
--George W. Russell
Beauty is not in the face; Beauty is a light in the heart.
--Kahlil Gibran
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
--John Keats
Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.
--John Muir
The beauty of the world has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.
--Virginia Woolf
Sex appeal is fifty percent what you've got and fifty percent what people think you've got.
--Sophia Loren
How many loved your moments of glad grace.
And loved your beauty with love false or true.
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
--W.B. Yeats (The Countess Kathleen)
Truth, and goodness, and beauty are but different faces of the same all.
--Ralph Waldo Emerson
Beauty... when you look into a woman's eyes
and see what is in her heart.
--Nate Dircks
Since love grows within you, so beauty grows.
For love is the beauty of the soul.
--St. Augustine
Truth exists for the wise, beauty for the feeling heart.
--Friedrich Schiller
Do you love me because I'm beautiful,
or am I am beautiful because you love me?
--Oscar Hammerstein, II
You can take no credit for beauty at sixteen.
But if you are beautiful at sixty,
it will be your soul's own doing.
--Marie Stopes
Some people, no matter how old they get,
never lose their beauty -
they merely move it from their faces
into their hearts.
--Martin Buxbaum
My River
by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
My river runs to thee.
Blue sea, wilt thou welcome me?
My river awaits reply.
Oh! sea, look graciously.
I?ll fetch thee brooks
from spotted nooks.
Say, sea,
Take me!
Still to be Neat
by Ben Jonson (1572 - 1637)
Still to be neat, still to be drest,
As you were going to a feast;
Still to be powder'd, still perfum'd:
Lady, it is to be presum'd,
Though art's hid causes are not found,
All is not sweet, all is not sound.
Give me a look, give me a face,
That make simplicity a grace;
Robes loosely flowing, hair as free:
Such sweet neglect more taketh me
Than all th'adulteries of art.
They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
The Garden of Love
by William Blake (1757 - 1827)
I went to the Garden of Love.
And saw what I never had seen:
A Chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And "Thou Shalt Not", writ over the door;
So I turn'd to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore,
And I saw it filled with graves,
And tomb-stones where flowers should be:
And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars, my joys & desires.
My True Love Has My Heart
by Philip Sidney (1554 - 1586)
My true-love hath my heart and I have his,
By just exchange one for the other given;
I hold his dear and mine he cannot miss;
There never was a better bargain driven.
My true-love hath my heart and I have his,
His heart in me keeps him and me in one;
My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides;
He loves my heart for once it was his own,
I cherish his because in me it bides.
My true-love hath my heart and I have his,
Come Slowly
by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
Come slowly, Eden
Lips unused to thee.
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars -alights,
And is lost in balms!
Love
by Miriam M. Wynn
To be
To have known,
And understood.
To have grasped the truth by merely existing
And observing the results of life--
To know,
To realize,
And comprehend.
To have accepted and come to terms--
To have been.
To have shared
And put between,
Passed through life and
Gained knowledge--
Everything--
Is
To be.
I love
Have loved
Will love
Again--
In love:
With Life,
With One who loves me,
With God--
With Love--
I love.
Forever Loved . . .
Am Love.
Happiness
by Carl Sandburg (1878 - 1967)
I asked professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me, what is happiness.
And I went to famous executives who boss the work of thousands of men.
They all shook their heads and gave me a smile, as though I was trying to fool with them.
And then one Sunday afternoon I wandered out along the Des Plaines River
And I saw a crowd of Hungarians under the trees with their women and children and a keg of beer and an accordion.
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