One cannot make soup out of beauty.

Beauty, unaccompanied by virtue, is as a flower without perfume.

Beauty is a good letter of introduction.

The loveliest faces are to be seen by moonlight, when one sees half with the eye and half with the fancy.

Even the fall of a dancer is a somersault.

Age before beauty.

Age has no friend but the wrinkles of the mind.

What worth has beauty if it be not seen?

Beauty is a fading flower.

She was built like a brick-shithouse.