I have not yet lost a feeling of wonder, and of delight, that this delicate motion should reside in all the things around us, revealing itself only to him who looks for it. I remember, in the winter of our first experiments, just seven years ago, looking on snow with new eyes. There the snow lay around my doorstep — great heaps of protons quietly precessing in the earth's magnetic field. To see the world for a moment as something rich and strange is the private reward of many a discovery.
Edward M. PurcellMots clés science rich beauty world delight wonder universe strange earth discovery snow awe senses nobel-laureate reward magnetic-field experiments protons
She was the reason I started to write but her beauty is kept me writing.
Brandon VillasenorMots clés love reason poetry romantic writing beauty quotes great
Be not self-willed, for thou art much too fair
To be death’s conquest and make worms thine heir.
Mots clés shakespeare beauty death sonnet
People always, always talk about confidence, it’s supposed to be such an attractive thing. I wonder why though, why is it supposed to be such an attractive thing? When confidence hides so many other things that are so much more beautiful! When you think of being confident, you think of tucking away all those other things that you consider to be nuisances; but those nuisances make up whom you are! And those nuisances are beautiful. They are beautiful and they are you and they’re always going to be there, even when you try to cover them up! So what happens when they all come out one day? Are you going to feel like less of a person? Are the people who are supposed to love you, going to see you as less of a person? I say that it’s not about going out into the world and putting on a certain face— it’s just about going out into the world. I’ve gone out into the world! And I don’t put on that face! Or any other face, as a matter of fact! I don’t want to hide the way I play with my hair to feel more secure or the way I laugh at all the wrong times. I don’t want to hide those things because those things are a part of me. And I can still go out into the world— and all alone, too! I know so, because I’ve actually done it! So more important than confidence— is serenity and acceptance. The serenity comes from having a deep acceptance of all those little things about you that add up like the trillions of molecules and atoms you are made up of! And that’s just beautiful. Being beautiful is something rooted and strong; being confident is just a matter of putting on something that isn’t even a real part of you. Falling in love with the molecules that make up your essence is so much more attractive. And maybe that’s what confidence really means— the acceptance and belief in every single atom that you are.
C. JoyBell C.Mots clés acceptance beauty confidence inspirational-quotes serenity self-worth wisdom-quotes belief-in-self loving-yourself inspirational-living self-value being-beautiful accepting-yourself falling-in-love-with-yourself strength-of-beauty
Humans always love and hate each other for a reason; beauty or talent, hard working or wealth. If you want to be loved give them a reason.
M.F. MoonzajerMots clés talent love reason wealth beauty hate humans hard-working
To save and maintain the beauty of nature; there will be a few people worth to be left alive.
M.F. MoonzajerMots clés beauty nature save worth alive maintain
Cultivate a passion for truth.
Pursue a life of charity.
Enjoy the beauty found in every day.
Mots clés inspirational truth beauty charity
Why may you not kiss me?” she had demanded. “Am I a corpse?”
“Of course not.”
“Do you find me less attractive now that weather and wind have scoured the bloom from my cheeks?”
“Skaytha, it’s nothing like that. If anything you are more beautiful now than when we lived on Skyrl. Often enough I have no breath when I look at you. You rob me of any other thoughts.”
“So you’re afraid my kisses will take what little brain you have left?”
“I’m afraid the angels will do something I don’t want them to do if I fly in the face of their commands, commands I can only assume are divine as well as angelic.”
“Did you ever think to ask them the reasons behind their demands?”
“When it is an angel I just want to get out of the conversation alive or at least without being struck dumb. So I don’t prolong the chat.”
“You might have wanted my kisses more than that. If you had any romance in you you’d have told them you were ready to fight ten legions of angels for my love.”
Hawk had reached out to hold her. “If I’d told them that they might have taken me up on it. Angels are not just useful for gallant flourishes the moment you declare your intention to battle all comers for the woman you love. Angels burn like fire and blaze like a hundred suns – they strike fear in my heart.”
She had pulled away from his embrace and jumped to her feet. “Oh, no, you don’t. If I’m not good enough to kiss I’m not good enough to take in your arms either. It’s angels or me. Make up your mind whom you fear more. Or love more.”
“I don’t love the angels.”
“Clearly you don’t love me either.”
They had been in a tipi. She’d gone to the opening, lifted the flap, bent, and stalked away, passing by warriors of the tribe with her head as high as a goddess and her back as straight as the shaft of the spear. The chief had poked his head in.
“All is well, Hawk?’ he had asked.
Hawk had learned their tongue.
“It couldn’t be better,” Hawk had responded. “Only being slain in battle would be greater than this.”
The chief had thought this over and laughed. "That would bring you great honor."
"I am in short supply of honor right now and such short supply never pleases a woman like her. Better to die at the end of a spear and have it for a few moments and win her back."
The chief had nodded. "Sound wisdom. Would you like to join a raiding party against our enemy tonight?"
"I couldn't be happier."
(from The Name of the Hawk, Book 2)
Mots clés beauty romance kiss angels honor
My second thoughts condemn
And wonder how I dare
To look you in the eye.
What right have I to swear
Even at one a.m.
To love you till I die?
Earth meets too many crimes
For fibs to interest her;
If I can give my word,
Forgiveness can recur
Any number of times
In Time. Which is absurd.
Tempus fugit. Quite.
So finish up your drink.
All flesh is grass. It is.
But who on earth can think
With heavy heart or light
Of what will come of this?
Mots clés love beauty poem love-poem w-h-auden song-ix
He must have been handsome when he was alive and was handsome still, although made monstrous by his pallor and her awareness of what he was. His mouth looked soft, his cheekbones as sharp as blades, and his jaw curved, giving him an off-kilter beauty. His black hair a mad forest of dirty curls.
Holly BlackMots clés beauty dark paranormal-romance mad sci-fi paranormal insane ya teen monstrous gavriel tana tana-bach the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
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