Strength and beauty must go hand in hand

Nothing is so strong as gentleness nothing so gentle as real strength

Sparta, Rome, the knights of Europe, the samurai . . . worshipped strength. Because it is strength that makes all other values possible.

Most of us, I believe, admire strength. It's something we tend to respect in others, desire for ourselves, and wish for our children. Sometimes, though, I wonder if we confuse strength with other words — like 'aggression' and even 'violence'. Real strength is neither male nor female; but it is, quite simply, one of the finest characteristics that a human being can possess.

True strength is forged in gentleness, guided by wisdom, and steeped in peace.

What is really beautiful must always be true.

Nothing is so strong as gentleness, nothing so gentle as real strength.

Beauty is truth, truth beauty

True strength is not necessarily about skill or adeptness. It’s about vitality.

That art — even, or perhaps especially, art that is dedicated somehow to tenderness, dedicated as a lover who would offer something to her beloved in the last nights they'll share before she leaves this life forever — is not weak. It is strength.

The emerging woman ... will be strong-minded, strong-hearted, strong-souled, and strong-bodied...strength and beauty must go together.

If one is strong, one loves the more strongly.

Joy is strength.

Beauty is for the artist something outside all orders of rank, because in beauty opposites are tamed; the highest sign of power, namely power over opposites; moreover, without tension: – that violence is no longer needed: that everything follows, obeys, so easily and so pleasantly – that is what delights the artist’s WILL TO POWER.