Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Beauty is a precious trace that eternity causes to appear to us and that it takes away from us. A manifestation of eternity, and a sign of death as well.
Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.
The mirror to the beautiful is beautiful.
Beauty is truth's smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.
Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the Infinite.
Beauty is but the sensible image of the Infinite. Like truth and justice it lives within us; like virtue and the moral law it is a companion of the soul.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Today I see beauty everywhere I go, in every face I see, in every single soul.
Beauty is in the heart of the beholder.
Beauty is ever to the lonely mind a shadow fleeting; she is never plain. She is a visitor who leaves behind the gift of grief, the souvenir of pain.