Beauty is not caused. It is.

Beauty is the name of something that doesn't exist

Beauty is not arbitrary.

Beauty has no superlative.

Beauty isn't what you see on TV or in magazine ads or even necessarily in art galleries. It's a lot deeper and a lot simpler than that. It's realizing the goodness of things, it's leaving the world a little better than it was before you got here. It's appreciating the inspiration of the world around you and trying to inspire others.

Beauty isn’t what you think I should look like, or what you say I should be. Beauty is simply ME.

Though beauty is autonomous, there seem to be occasions when human presence can become congruent with her will. In creative work no amount of force or mechanical management can guarantee beauty. Suddenly, without expecting it, beauty is there. Yet ultimately beauty is a profound illumination of presence, a stirring of the invisible in visible form and in order to receive this we need to cultivate a new style of approaching the world.

Beauty? What's that?

Beauty is a form of Genius — is higher, indeed, than Genius, as it needs no explanation. It is one of the great facts of the world, like sunlight, or springtime, or the reflection in the dark waters of that silver shell we call the moon. It cannot be questioned. It has divine right of sovereignty. It makes princes of those who have it.

Beauty means perfect to me, but it also has an additional meaning having to do with being pleasurable, rather than painful. Beauty is hard to make. The making is painful, and involves a certain amount of craft, and a relaxation of the part of the brain that says, "Don't write that. X wrote those four notes in 1542 or 1979 or 1825 or whatever period you are worried about being influenced by."

Beauty is the reflection of pure intelligence at work, seen without motive.

Beauty — and all the values that derive from beauty — are not measured and evaluated in terms of the dollar.

BEAUTY, n. The power by which a woman charms a lover and terrifies a husband.

Beauty isn't actually what you look like; beauty is the preferences that reproduce the existing social order.