His plate was full but his fists sat motionless like two dark quartz stones on either side of it.
Flannery O'ConnorMots clés a-view-of-the-woods beautiful
[When asked why are numbers beautiful?]
It’s like asking why is Ludwig van Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony beautiful. If you don't see why, someone can't tell you. I know numbers are beautiful. If they aren't beautiful, nothing is.
Mots clés science beauty math beautiful beethoven ludwig-van-beethoven mathematics ninth-symphony numbers subjective
I think the only necessary conclusion is that we are too beautiful, because being not beautiful at all just doesn't make sense.
Zoe TropeMots clés beautiful
The experience of this sweet life.
Dante AlighieriMots clés beautiful
Bina, thank you. Bina, listen, this guy. His name wasn't Lasker. This guy-'
She puts a hand to his mouth. She has not touched him in three years. It probably would be too much to say that he feels the darkness lift at the touch of her fingertips against his lips. But it shivers, and light bleeds in among the cracks.
Mots clés love mystery detective noir beautiful reconciliation
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Better to illuminate than merely to shine to deliver to others contemplated truths than merely to contemplate.
Thomas AquinasMots clés inspirational truth shine saint beautiful contemplate illuminate
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Evening of a hot day started the little wind to moving among the leaves. The shade climbed up the hills toward the top. On the sand banks the rabbits sat as quietly as little gray, sculptured stones.
John SteinbeckMots clés beautiful
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Oleander time, she said. Lovers who kill each other now will blame it on the wind.
Janet FitchMots clés beautiful
Before there was an American Story, before Paterson spread before Oscar and Lola like a dream, or the trumpets from the Island of our eviction had even sounded, there was their mother, Hypatia Belicia Cabral: a girl so tall your leg bones ached just looking at her, so dark it was as if the Creatrix had, in her making, blinked.
Junot DíazMots clés humor inspirational beautiful
Whereas the beautiful is limited, the sublime is limitless, so that the mind in the presence of the sublime, attempting to imagine what it cannot, has pain in the failure but pleasure in contemplating the immensity of the attempt
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