It is well known that Beauty does not look with a good grace on the timid advances of Humour.

There is certainly no absolute standard of beauty. That precisely is what makes its pursuit so interesting.

There is great beauty in going through life without anxiety or fear. Half our fears are baseless, and the other half discreditable.

Grace in women has more effect than beauty.

Old hands soil, it seems, whatever they caress, but they too have their beauty when they are joined in prayer. Young hands were made for caresses and the sheathing of love. It is a pity to make them join too soon.

There is nothing that makes its way more directly into the soul than beauty.

Competence, like truth, beauty, and contact lenses, is in the eye of the beholder.

People say I'm extravagant because I want to be surrounded by beauty. But tell me, who wants to be surrounded by garbage?

I always say you can never be extravagant with beauty. Beauty is God made real. Beauty is life.

Grace is in garments, in movements, in manners beauty in the nude, and in forms. This is true of bodies but when we speak of feelings, beauty is in their spirituality, and grace in their moderation.