“There are times when life seems like a painting, and walking forward feels like entering it.”
Source: In Search for Meaning
“The scene was dreamy, surreal, and picturesquely still, exhibiting the kind of beauty that is subtle and not calling for attention, but nonetheless there for anyone who is present enough to see it.”
Source: In Search for Meaning
“Do you see there stands the moon?-
It is but half in view,
And yet is round and beautiful!
So too are many things
We lightly laugh to scorn,
Because our eyes fail to see.”
“We forget that the world is what we imagine it to be. We stop being the moonlight and become instead, the pool of water reflecting it.”
Source: Manuscript Found in Accra
“I was in the prime of my time as the maiden, the magic of the middle – not yet the mother and far from the crone. My supple, small breasts were not yet deflated from years of nursing sweet babies. My strong, smooth stomach hadn’t expanded in the mysterious, magical way it would, to grow another human. My skin was yet to be speckled in white spots, ravaged by too many summers. As the years passed, my looks would fade, the lines around my eyes would grow deeper, and I would become a different kind of beautiful.”
Source: The Shift: A Memoir
“To hike quickly here would be like racing through an art gallery. -- Wilderness, The Gateway To The Soul, Scott Stillman”
Source: Wilderness, The Gateway To The Soul: Spiritual Enlightenment Through Wilderness
“We were originally naked in the garden of paradise, "but unashamed." After the serpent of forced assimilation, "we were taught shame upon our natural beauty.”
Source: San Mateo: Proof of The Divine
“Why do you keep Dead Roses? He asked.
"I cherish Dead Roses as they live between the pages of my books. I believe, A fresh Rose is loved for its beauty but the dead one is beyond beauty. A fresh Rose is smelled for its scent but a dead one-- for the memories. A fresh Rose gives the feel of softness but a dead one gives the feel of past. A fresh Rose lives for days but a dead one-- FOREVER." She replied.”
“We are drawn to beauty, and we instinctively know that somewhere, somehow, such a thing as perfection exists. (...) Our best attempts at achieving perfection this side of glory come from an innate awareness that it not only exists, but that we were made for it.”
Source: Rembrandt is in the Wind: Learning to Love Art through the Eyes of Faith
“Twenty-eight now, she has given birth to a girl she wraps in a piece of the sky stolen from a clear day.”
Source: On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous