I define a diva as a woman who possesses courage, beauty, style, and confidence. Based on that definitions, I've probably got a bit more work to do.
the voice of beauty speaks softly; it creeps only into the most fully awakened souls
It's not some great work of beauty and love to be a rock-and-roll singer.
The beauty of religious mania is that it has the power to explain everything. Once God (or Satan) is accepted as the first cause of everything which happens in the mortal world, nothing is left to chance. . . or change. Once such incantatory phrases as "we see now through a glass darkly" and "mysterious are the ways". He chooses His wonders to perform" are mastered, logic can be happily tossed out the window". Religious mania is one of the few infallible ways of responding to the world's vagaries, because it totally eliminates pure accident. To the true religious maniac, it's all on purpose.
Death is the most sophisticated form of beauty, and the most difficult to accept.
There are moments when one feels free from one's own identification with human limitations and inadequacies. At such moments one imagines that one stands on some spot of a small planet, gazing in amazement at the cold yet profoundly moving beauty of the eternal, the unfathomable; life and death flow into one, and there is neither evolution nor destiny; only Being.
Art strives for form, and hopes for beauty.
We need beauty because it makes us ache to be worthy of it.
Beauty of expression is so akin to the voice of the sea.
I was never my own type so I completely missed my beauty all through my youth.
What distressed me most - more even than my own folly - was the perplexing question, How can beauty and ugliness dwell so near?
A little beauty is preferable to much wealth.
There remains this belief that the work itself can have an identity that can speak, whether it's through beauty, or through ugliness, or whatever quality you put into the work. The work doesn't have to be a transparent vehicle for you to say things about life today.
Were beauty under twenty locks kept fast, yet love breaks through and picks them all at last.
It is because every one tinder Heaven recognizes beauty as beauty that the idea of ugliness exists.
The final test of a work of art is not whether it has beauty, but whether it has power.
The life of a Christian is nothing but a perpetual struggle against self; there is no flowering of the soul to the beauty of its perfection except at the price of pain.
Every serious novel is, beyond its immediate thematic preoccupations, a discussion of the craft, a conquest of the form, a conflict with its difficulties and a pursuit of its felicities and beauty.
You can see beauty in everything, except for yourself.
As we speak of poetical beauty, so ought we to speak of mathematical beauty and medical beauty. But we do not do so; and that reason is that we know well what is the object of mathematics, and that it consists in proofs, and what is the object of medicine, and that it consists in healing. But we do not know in what grace consists, which is the object of poetry.
