Quotes about Beauty

To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.

Wild is the music of autumnal winds the faded woods.

Laying out grounds may be considered a liberal art, in some sort like poetry and painting.

Prophets of Nature, we to them will speakA lasting inspiration, sanctifiedBy reason, blest by faith: what we have loved,Others will love, and we will teach them how;Instruct them how the mind of man becomesA thousand times more beautiful than the earthOn which he dwells.

Small service is true service while it lasts:Of humblest friends, bright creature! scorn not one:The daisy, by the shadow that it casts,Protects the lingering dewdrop from the sun.

Though nothing can bring back the hourOf splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower.

Plain living and high thinking are no more:The homely beauty of the good old causeIs gone; our peace, our fearful innocence,And pure religion breathing household laws.

Knowing that Nature never did betray. The heart that loved her.

While with an eye made quiet by the powerOf harmony, and the deep power of joy,We see into the life of things.

That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.

My heart leaps up when I behold a rainbow in the sky.

Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.