A beautiful woman delights the eye; a wise woman, the understanding; a pure one, the soul.

Consider a tree for a moment. As beautiful as trees are to look at, we don’t see what goes on underground – as they grow roots. Trees must develop deep roots in order to grow strong and produce their beauty. But we don’t see the roots. We just see and enjoy the beauty. In much the same way, what goes on inside of us is like the roots of a tree.

She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.

No better cosmetics than a severe temperance and purity, modesty and humility, a gracious temper and calmness of spirit; no true beauty without the signature of these graces in the very countenance.

No matter how plain a woman may be, if truth and honesty are written across her face, she will be beautiful.

You can take no credit for beauty at sixteen. But if you are beautiful at sixty, it will be your soul’s own doing.

There is certainly no absolute standard of beauty. That precisely is what makes its pursuit so interesting.

Take care of your inner, spiritual beauty. That will reflect in your face.

What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.

As we grow old, the beauty steals inward.

Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.

Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.

Look at flowers, butterflies, trees, and children with the eyes of compassion. Compassion will change your life and make it wonderful.

A beautiful smile without any reason is the smile of the existence.

Just one smile immensely increases the beauty of the universe.

Things are beautiful if you love them.

Beauty is about being comfortable in your own skin. It’s about knowing and accepting who you are.

There is nothing more beautiful than seeing a person being themselves. Imagine going through your day being unapologetically you.

Beauty has so many forms, and I think the most beautiful thing is confidence and loving yourself.

Beauty is when you can appreciate yourself. When you love yourself, that’s when you’re most beautiful.

It is beautiful to express love and even more beautiful to feel it.

Behind every beautiful thing, there’s been some kind of pain.

Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.

When life is sweet, say thank you and celebrate. When life is bitter, say thank you and grow.