I think the idea of the social construction of beauty – this idea that beauty is simply whatever culture or society says it is – is on the run. Of course, beauty does arise in a cultural context. No one ever denies that. But there’s also a natural response people have to it.
Every article on these islands has an almost personal character, which gives this simple life, where all art is unknown, something of the artistic beauty of medieval life.
Death is the mother of Beauty; hence from her, alone, shall come fulfillment to our dreams and our desires.
Everything in nature has its own intrinsic charm, as the work of its Creator’s hand; but the chief beauty of the whole lies in its suggested relations to humanity. Things announce and wait for persons. The house would not have been thus beautifully built and furnished, except for an expected tenant.
Personal health is related to self-control and to the worship of life in all its natural beauty – self-control bringing with it happiness, renewed youth, and long life.
A special kind of beauty exists which is born in language, of language, and for language.
Beauty, the eternal Spouse of the Wisdom of God and Angel of his Presence thru’ all creation.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
Enhance and intensify one’s vision of that synthesis of truth and beauty which is the highest and deepest reality.
Poetry and beauty are always making peace. When you read something beautiful you find coexistence; it breaks walls down.