Men didn't respect beauty...they used it.
But the beauty is in the walking -- we are betrayed by destinations.
Beauty is only the start of bearable terror.
The beauty on the inside, will determine the ugly on the outside.
A woman who cannot be ugly is not beautiful.
until only infinity remained of beauty
Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows
…for what after all is Youth and Beauty?
Art is apotheosis; often, the complaint of beauty.
Beauty is a matter of finding the right address.