By Martonek Jr.
Every morning the sun makes a compliment to your beauty and illuminates your room and fills it with warmth. Good morning, my love.
The sight of you early in the morning, reassures me about the beauty and innocence in this world. Always be my sunshine, my love. Good morning.
My love is not blind, but I am still blinded by your sheer beauty. Good morning wifey!
It is impossible to see the beauty of your eyes without the shining of the beautiful morning sun. So let’s wait for the light to shine, cause I wish to see the bright future in your charming eyes. Good morning, my love!
The beautiful sunrises of the day remind me that true beauty can only be found in you.
Do you know about the beauty of this world? It is built mostly by the actions of those who expected no rewards in return. So just keep up the good deeds, and they will surely pay off in the end. Good morning.
In the world, there exists no aesthetic plane, not even the aesthetic plane of goodness.
All efforts to make politics aesthetic culminate in one thing, war.
Aesthetic life is not something sophisticated – that’s a humanistic lie. Aesthetic life is as integral to being human as building sandcastles on the beach and giving your children names.
In judging of a beautiful statue, the aesthetic faculty is absolutely and completely gratified by the splendid curves of those marble lips that are dumb to our complaint, the noble modeling of those limbs that are powerless to help us.
An artist’s concern is to capture beauty wherever he finds it.
Art has the qualities of aesthetic beauty, purity, transcendence.
Life is full of beauty.
Love is an aesthetic, studded with fairy tales.
It’s odd that there is a high level of appreciation of nature. There is the aesthetic side that really loves nature and beauty.
If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere.
It’s hard not to stand in awe and enchantment with the beauty in which nature expresses herself.
If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.