I wish you a beautiful new month from the first day of this month to the last day.

Strong women wear their pain like they do stilettos. No matter how much it hurts, all you see is the beauty of it.

Our Creator would never have made such lovely days, and have given us the deep hearts to enjoy them, above and beyond all thought, unless we were meant to be immortal.

Be strong, be fearless, be beautiful. And believe that anything is possible when you have the right people there to support you.

You are more beautiful than you realize, stronger than you know, more powerful than you could imagine.

Tides don’t last forever and when they go, they leave behind beautiful seashells.

Earth is a merry damsel, and heaven a knight so true.

To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie –
True Poems flee.

Beauty is not caused. It is.

Maybe that’s what life is… a wink of the eye and winking stars.

Good night — may you fall asleep in the arms of a dream, so beautiful, you’ll cry when you awake.

The more grateful I am, the more beauty I see.

I believe I must be a great man to have met such a sweet girl, whose beauty can’t be hidden even to the stars at night. Your realness is what keeps me going. I love you. Good night.

Good night, my sweet lady. I hope today was lovely as you are and I hope you wake in the morning feeling beautiful as ever. I love you to the moon and back.

Sleep, a beautiful surrender, a recharging of the soul, a gift of the night. Enjoy.

Life is an opportunity – benefit from it. Life is beauty – admire it. Life is a dream – realize it. Life is a challenge – meet it. Life is a duty – complete it. Life is a game – play it. Life is a promise – fulfill it. Life is sorrow – overcome it. Life is a song – sing it. Life is a struggle – accept it. Life is a tragedy – confront it. Life is an adventure – dare it. Life is luck – make it. Life is too precious, do not destroy it. Life is life – fight for it.

Seize the opportunity to make the most of this beautiful day. May you find windows of opportunities in your in everything you do today. Good morning.

Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything that is beautiful; for beauty is God’s handwriting—a wayside sacrament. Welcome it in every fair face, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, and thank God for it as a cup of blessing.

We’ve had the opportunity to experience God’s beautiful creation? The sunrise, sunset, mountains, canyons and the beauty of things we didn’t see before.

You were given life; it is your duty (and also your entitlement as a human being) to find something beautiful within life, no matter how

I’m not interested in money, I just want to be wonderful.

If you’re gonna be two-faced at least make one of them pretty.

I’m pretty, but I’m not beautiful. I sin but I’m not the devil. I’m good, but I’m not an angel. I am just a small girl in a big world trying to find someone to love.

Find a beautiful piece of art. If you fall in love with Van Gogh or Matisse or John Oliver Killens, or if you fall love with the music of Coltrane, the music of Aretha Franklin, or the music of Chopin – find some beautiful art and admire it, and realize that that was created by human beings just like you, no more human, no less.

God uses broken things beautifully; broken clouds pour rain, broken soil sets as fields, broken crop yield seeds, broken seeds give life to new plants.

When I look at God’s beautiful creation I am reminded that, since He is powerful enough to do that, I can trust Him with my

The true beauty of life lies in the act of constantly moving forward toward one’s goals, no matter what the obstacles are. May you enjoy

as the shadows assume
shapes
I fight the slow
retreat

now
my once-promise
dwindling
dwindling

now
lighting new cigarettes
pouring more
drinks

it has been a beautiful
fight

still
is.

Lady death was ecstatic, that’s all, ecstatic. She looked truly beautiful all over.

I’m only interested in poetry.

Poetry is what happens when nothing else can.

Life is beautiful. It’s about giving. It’s about family.

My mother carried me for ten months. I asked her ‘Mother, you had an extra month, why you didn’t make me a beautiful face?’ and mother told me, ‘My son, I was busy making your beautiful hands and heart.’

My mother was the most beautiful woman I ever saw. All I am I owe to my mother. I attribute my success in life to the moral, intellectual and physical education I received from her.

Pure mathematics is, in its way, the poetry of logical ideas. One seeks the most general ideas of operation which will bring together in simple, logical and unified form the largest possible circle of formal relationships. In this effort toward logical beauty spiritual formulas are discovered necessary for the deeper penetration into the laws of nature.

You are alive this beautiful morning because of the tender mercy and amazing love of God. In this brand new day, may all the rough ways in your paths be made smooth, and may your steps always be directed into the right places. Good morning, blessed one.

Every beautiful thing shall come your way today by the grace of God, good morning.

It’s so… Pretty. That pretty orange.

Old Sophie : Howl, why is the Witch of the Wastes trying to hunt you down?
Howl : She was once quite beautiful, so I decided

Howl : Sophie! You, you sabotaged me! Look! Look at what you’ve done to my hair! Look!
Old Sophie : What a pretty color.
Howl : It’s

God has plans and purposes for each of our lives. But the beauty is that He doesn’t call us and leave us on our own. Jesus actually lives in us to pull off the amazing things that He has invited us into.

God is the creator of incredible beauty and all that He envisioned and desired to create, He also desired to share.

Wake up; God had prepared a wonderful day for you, wishing that all your beautiful dreams come true, good morning.

Good morning, my love. God is surely blessing us with this beautiful day. May he give us strength and wisdom to take on the challenges of today.

Black women were beautifully created at birth. We were blessed with melanin in our skin, which makes us Exquisitely Beautiful. From the lightest to the darkest skin tone, our melanin is Fiercely Poppin’ on Purpose.

The most beautiful things are not perfect, they are special.

God or somebody keeps creating women and tossing them out on the streets, and this one’s ass is too big and that one’s tits are too small, and this one is mad and that one is crazy and that one is a religionist and that one reads tea leaves and this one can’t control her farts, and that one has this big nose, and that one has boney legs … But now and then, a woman walks up, full blossom, a woman just bursting out of her dress … a sex creature, a curse, the end of it all.

Because when you stop and look around, this life is pretty amazing.

Of all the stars the most beautiful
Is nothing more than a monster,
Just as starved & stranded as we are.

Beauty is nothing, beauty won’t stay. You don’t know how lucky you are to be ugly, because if people like you, you know it’s for something else.

she is no longer
the beautiful woman
she was. she sends
photos of herself
sitting upon a rock
by the ocean
alone and damned.
I could have had
her once. I wonder
if she thinks I
could have
saved her?

They had been afraid of the man with the beautifil eyes. And we were afraid then that all troughout our lives things like that would happen, that nobody wanted anybody to be strong and beautiful like that, that others will never allow it, and that many people will have to die.

Never had I known a young girl so beautiful and at the same time so gentle and intelligent. Where were her men? Where had they failed?

There were no judgments to be made, yet out of necessity one had to select. Beyond good and evil was all right in theory, but to go on living one had to select: some were kinder than others, some were simply more interested in you, and sometimes the outwardly beautiful and inwardly cold were necessary. The kinder ones fucked better, really, and after you were around them a while they seemed beautiful because they were.

A number of men tried to catch her eye, but she walked close by my side, holding my arm. Few beautiful women were willing to indicate in public that they belonged to someone. I had known enough women to realize this. I accepted them for what they were, and love came hard and very seldom. When it did it was usually for the wrong reasons. One simply became tired of holding love back and let it go because it needed some place to go. Then usually, there was trouble.

Women: I liked the colors of their clothing; the way they walked; the cruelty in some faces; now and then the almost pure beauty in another face, totally and enchantingly female. They had it over us: they planned much better and were better organized. While men were watching professional football or drinking beer or bowling, they, the women, were thinking about us, concentrating, studying, deciding – whether to accept us, discard us, exchange us, kill us or whether simply to leave us. In the end it hardly mattered; no matter what they did, we ended up lonely and insane.

Oh, I don’t mean you’re handsome, not the way people think of handsome. Your face seems kind. But your eyes – they’re beautiful. They’re wild, crazy, like some animal peering out of a forest on fire.

When the world careens out of control, we can rest in the fact that God spun this world with a simple word. Matter from emptiness. Beauty from void. Community from chaos.

When I first met you, I thought I just caught you in a really good day because you were looking so handsome. But now I know you are always so handsome!

In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.

I knew I was in love when I stopped thinking about how pretty you look and started seeing the beauty within you.

A Christian, who realizes he has been made in the image of the Creator God and is therefore meant to be creative on a finite level, should certainly have more understanding of his responsibility to treat God’s creation with sensitivity, and should develop his talents to do something to beautify his little spot on the earth’s surface.

Powerful women scare men. I think that when you’re mature, you are powerful. And that’s what makes you beautiful. So until we’re able to see women as beautiful because they’re strong, we’re gonna have problems.

Your beauty got my attention, but your personality stole my heart.

When I look at you, my faith in God restores. For who other than the Almighty could have created such a wonderful woman? Have a good day, love!

True love will triumph in the end — which may or may not be a lie, but if it is a lie, it’s the most

A smile is the best makeup a girl could wear.

Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.

It’s amazing to see the beauty of the world. It’s so beautiful and so brutal. It’s a reminder that every second of life is precious.

Hair is power. You can’t imagine what it is like to lose it.

People are ugly not in their face but in their thoughts.

There would be no hair growing business today had I not started it.

I have always held myself out as a hair culturist. I grow hair.

“It’s really over, isn’t it?”
He laughed and pulled me into his lap. “That’s the beauty of it all. Nothing’s over. It’s just a new start.”

I’m afraid to speak or move for fear that all this wonderful beauty will just vanish … like a broken silence.

Good morning, my daughter! May you grow in grace and beauty!

Gabrielle: What you working on?
Rambo: You know what this is?
Gabrielle: A small knife.
Rambo: No, it’s Damascus steel. It’s a letter opener I made for when you go away to college. And I’m going to add on these white handles.
Gabrielle: Letter opener?
Rambo: It’d be beautiful on your desk.
Gabrielle: Oh. Uh, I hate to break it to you, but nobody writes letters anymore.
Rambo: Well, then you can use it to keep the boys away.

It’s actually beautiful that we’re aware of this superpower that we have where we’re just us, no matter what. We don’t get nervous in front of people. We look in the mirror and we’re okay with it.

It’s a reminder for anyone who needs it including myself;
There ain’t anything wrong about falling apart,
Just take it as a beautiful chance for you; to rebuild yourself all over again and to recreate a new version of you who doesn’t know what it means to give up on the person you’re becoming …

Christianity sees plants and flowers as created by God to show forth and share with humans the divine goodness, beauty and truth – the purpose of all Creation. In this flowers may be enjoyed simply and directly in themselves as showing forth God’s goodness and beauty, or, more fully, as archetypes, signatures, symbols, and bearers of legends, mirroring the revealed articles of Christian faith – thereby serving as means for their teaching, recollection, contemplation and celebration.

Let the beauty of nature remind you of the goodness of God.

God has beauty for the ashes. Thank Him for fighting your battles. Expect that He is going to show up and show out.

What do you mean? Hatori-kun, how could you say that? I don’t believe it! Look at how blue the sky is! Look at that water sparkle! Everyone is laughing and having a good time…so it can’t be true, Hatori-kun, this idea that you and happiness don’t belong together! It can’t be true! I won’t believe it! I won’t believe in anything!

Sunrise and sunset are beautiful moments but you can’t hold them. Let things move. There will be more sunrises and sunsets.

The chief beauty about time is that you cannot waste it in advance. The next year, the next day, the next hour are lying ready for you, as perfect, as unspoiled, as if you had never wasted or misapplied a single moment in all your life. You can turn over a new leaf every hour if you choose.

Spring is proof that there is beauty in new beginnings.

It’s up to you to find the beauty in even the ugliest days. Look around because there’s so much to be grateful for. Keep your head up!

Accept it… Black women are beautiful, pretty, gorgeous, appealing, elegant, attractive, lovely, stunning, and exquisite.

Dipped in chocolate, bronzed in elegance, enameled with grace, toasted with beauty. My Lord, she’s a black woman.

My complexion is exquisite!

Melanin touches your eyes like the sun kissed bliss of mankind.

Black excellence, opulence, decadence.

Embrace the beauty of God’s creation.

He hath made everything beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.

Trucks are like women – they’re all beautiful in their own way.

Let us make each day our birthday – every morning life is new, with the splendors of the sunrise, and the baptism of the dew.

Hold onto the beautiful hands of God today, good morning.

Your enemies shall never overwhelm you by the special grace of God, just as beautiful as this morning is, so shall your life be fresh and beautiful.

[The King] was quite alone, like an ordinary person. True, he sat with one leg thrust out in a kingly sort of manner, and he was handsome in a plump, slightly vague way, but to Sophie he seemed quite youthful and just a touch too proud of being a king. She felt he ought, with that face, to have been more unsure of himself. He said, “Well, what does the Wizard Howl’s mother want to see me about?” And Sophie was suddenly overwhelmed by the fact that she was standing talking to the King. It was, she thought dizzily, as if the man sitting there and the huge important thing which was the kingship were two separate things that just happened to occupy the same chair.

God has invited us, as mere human beings, to add to the beauty of his plan and creation.

Beauty may be said to be God’s trademark in creation.

We cannot hope to understand the world – all we can do is stand amazed at God’s creation.

Creation, in all its splendor and misery, in all the beauty and ugliness of its myriad forms, is how God manifests His presence in time. Creation is God in time.

As stewards of God’s creation, we are called to make the earth a beautiful garden for the human family.

You were created as a masterpiece and you are one of God’s expressions of beauty. Short, tall, thin, thick, freckles, big eyes, small ones… it doesn’t matter.

Nothing is more impressive than a woman who is secure in the unique way God made her.

God gave us eyes to see the beauty in nature… and hearts to see the beauty in each other.

All nature seems to bespeak the works of God.

Look around and do not miss the beauty that God gives us daily.

The sun shines through my cryptic curls & makes my soul glow too, my baby girls giggle as their fingers brush through my afro in awe, have I not seen these full lips for years, never thinking about this melanin masterpiece.

Melanin is an incomparable beauty. From the lightest to the darkest skin tone, Black women and Black girls are exquisite beauty in every shade. Yes, Black females have that special something that just can’t be ignored. We are Melanin Queens, beautifully created! Respect the complexion.

Black Girls… Beautiful in EVERY shade and size. We’ve got that special something! Our melanin is exquisitely beautiful! Love & embrace the skin that you’re in. Our skin tones represent beauty. Light, brown, and dark skinned girls are equally gorgeous!

No, I’m NOT Team Light Skin. No, I’m NOT Team Dark Skin. No, I’m NOT Team Brown Skin. I’m Team Melanin because we are one! I’m a Black Queen that celebrates ALL shades of Black beauty. Black women and Black girls are equally beautiful in EVERY shade. Our skin tones are Exquisite Beauty. Respect the complexion!

When a man tells a Black woman that she looks mixed as a form of endearment, he’s insinuating that her beauty comes from the (allegedly) non Black part of her. All they’re effectively saying is: You’re too beautiful to just be Black. Oh, but I am. We aren’t beautiful in spite of our Blackness, we are beautiful because of it. So don’t dare try to give the credit to anything else.

Whether it’s a pebble in a riverbed or a soaring mountain peak, I see everything in the world as the handiwork of the Lord. When I paint, I try to represent the beauty of God’s creation in my art. Many modern painters see the world as a jumble of random lines and shapes with no divine beauty or order, and their works reflect their viewpoint. Because I see God’s peacefulness, serenity, and contentment, I work to capture those feelings on the canvas. My vision of God defines my vision of the world.

Water is also one of the four elements, the most beautiful of God’s creations. It is both wet and cold, heavy, and with a tendency to descend, and flows with great readiness. It is this the Holy Scripture has in view when it says, “And the darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.” Water, then, is the most beautiful element and rich in usefulness, and purifies from all filth, and not only from the filth of the body but from that of the soul, if it should have received the grace of the Spirit.

The coming together of a man and woman was a holy thing, after all. God had chosen this way of replenishing the earth. God did everything so elegantly, with such an exquisite attention to detail. She knew this from studying the flowers in the garden and watching the morning sky, all mauve and pink and orange. So beautiful. But God had looked at all this, His ideas, His wonderful sense of color and design put into action, and had said merely that it was good. Not great. Not fantastic. Just good. But when He had looked at man and woman together, He had said it was “very good”.

One of the things I find fascinating about God’s creation is the way he seems to temper the negative environmental elements with corresponding positive ones. For instance, without the nearly ceaseless rains of the northwest, no incomparable green scenery would greet the eye from all directions. And the snow that snuggles atop Mt. Hood, Mt. Rainier, and Mt. St. Helens would not exist if, at lower elevations, there were no rain. . . . God’s creative style ensures that something wonderful will offset something less than wonderful. In everything God seems to be balanced.

The Arctic has huge glaciers, frozen waterfalls and floating ice. This is scenery on which man has left no mark, which has stayed unchanged for centuries, wild, bleak, hauntingly beautiful; it is a part of God’s creation we have made no effort to tame.

It made me wonder, if everyone is so connected to their phones-talking and texting and whatever else it is they do all day long-how do they ever have time to notice the beauty of God’s creation all around them? How do they have time to connect to God?

God made all of His creation to give. He made the sun, the moon, the stars, the clouds, the earth, the plants to give. He also designed His supreme creation, man, to give. But fallen man is the most reluctant giver in all of God’s creation.

Decent cookout, April. I don’t believe you’ve met my f**k buddy, Tracey. She’s actually a professional runway model. She’s also a very, very famous painter in France. Yup, she has several works of fine art hanging up in the Loove-ray.

I am beautiful because God made me in his image.

Yes. This was worth seeing. A skeleton of a wall, graceful arches, pointed spires, and God’s creation, all together.

Walk around outside with a child and you will find out how beautiful Gods creations really are.

Some persons have ventured to say that it is only since Englishmen ceased to believe in the Bible that they began to discover how beautiful it was.

A Black Queen knows that her beauty is just a bonus. She is far more beautiful than the eyes can see. She’s a quality woman… A phenomenal Black Queen… Beautiful inside and out!

Your beauty will be in shades of melanin and light.

Off-roading gives a better view of nature—straight roads lead to the workplace, but difficult roads lead to beautiful destinations.

Listen here, you beautiful b*ch. I’m about to f**k you up with some truth.

I’m your handsome, white Jesus, motherf**ker.