T Quotes
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“The beauty one can find in art is one of the pitifully few real and lasting products of human endeavour. The beauty endures. A work of art lives...through the generations and centuries.”
“The beauty or ugliness of a character lay not only in its achievements, but in its aims and impulses; its true history lay, not among things done, but among things willed.”
Source: Tess of the d'Urbervilles: A Pure Woman
“The beauty, quality, and deeply personal nature of Chapman’s music, which had clearly resonated with so many early listeners in Boston, did so in exactly the same way with a large national audience. While she didn’t fit into any clear category, the fact that she was different and had manifested a deeply personal message resonated powerfully with the world. Chapman was recently asked what advice she might have given herself when she was starting out, and she responded, “It really is okay to be yourself.... If you are living a life that feels right to you, if you’re willing to take creative chances or a creative path that feels like it’s mostly in keeping with your sensibilities, you know, aesthetic and artistic, then that’s what matters.”
Source: The Age of Ideas: Unlock Your Creative Potential
“The Beauty raised her eyes, the only part of her that was truly beautiful.”
Source: George R. R. Martin's A Game of Thrones 5-Book Boxed Set (Song of Ice and Fire Series): A Game of Thrones, A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords, A Feast for Crows, and and A Dance with Dragons
“The beauty seen is partly in him who sees it.”
“The beauty seen is partly in him who sees it. [a predisposition to notice the beautiful, in everything.]”
“The beauty that addresses itself to the eyes is only the spell of the moment; the eye of the body is not always that of the soul.”
Source: Handsome Lawrence: A Sequel to A Rolling Stone
“The beauty that is in you is greater than the ugliness that is around you.”
“The beauty that is there is also available for me, too. But I see a deeper beauty that isn't so readily available to others.... I don't see how studying a flower ever detracts from its beauty. It only adds”
“The beauty that men seek is half a dream-- Where'er we wander, yet it lies afar; It touches with its wand a setting star, It stirs the ripple of an ebbing stream. And though we run beyond the dawning gleam, Or kneel to worship at an altar bright, We may not know the soul of its delight, Or more than marvel at its palest beam.”
Source: The Rainbow Chaser: And Other Poems ...
“The beauty that we find in the world is a reflection of the beauty inside of us.”
Source: Aşkanjali: The Sufi Sermon
“The beauty that withstands all. Stubborn in the harshest of atmospheres.”
Source: We Hunt the Flame
“The beauty that you see with your eyes,
Is but an illusive sign of fertility.
The beauty that you see with your mind,
Is a sign of life, truth and eternity.”
Source: Good Scientist: When Science and Service Combine
“The beauty to which the Dance ought to aspire”
Source: My theatre life
“The beauty to which the Dance ought to aspire is not dependent upon taste or pleasure, but is founded on the immutable laws of Nature.”
Source: My theatre life
“The beauty was in the waking of the powerless. Is it always to be true that it is impossible to have things strong and at the same time beautiful? The famished men need not stay famished. But to gorge themselves in this heartbreaking way consuming, utterly destroying the common promise of their greed, was that ever necessary?”
Source: The Beautyful Ones are Not Yet Born
“The beauty was just mind-boggling for this English girl...It was like being in your own national park, but without the signs telling you what you're supposed to think.”
Source: Unraveling: What I Learned About Life While Shearing Sheep, Dyeing Wool, and Making the World's Ugliest Sweater
“The beauty was nothing made sense. We were complex. We were intricate. We were designed with flaws which seemed to make everything perfect. But the defining word is seem. We don’t see what’s in front of us until it’s away from us. Until it’s behind us. Until it doesn’t bother us. Sometimes things aren’t perfect, yet they appear to be. Sometimes life doesn’t make sense until it does. But it always does.”
“The beauty we love is very silent. It smiles softly to itself, but never speaks.”
Source: Vanishing Roads, and Other Essays
“The Beauty which old Greece or RomeSung, painted, wrought, lies close at home.”
Source: The complete poetical works of John Greenleaf Whittier
“The beauty with comics - and also the risk - is it is a far smaller number of voices. It's the writer and the artist and to a lesser extent the editor, who typically is the silent partner, if you've got a good enough team. Whatever you put out is the author's intent. You have to be able to defend that, of course. You have no one to hide behind, or no one to blame but yourselves, which I find refreshing because I've found in film too many times I've been blamed for other people's decisions.”
“The beauty with modest smile, whose secrecy of silent love had just been stolen, beamed at this wonderful offer and she replenished herself with his love as a carefree child cossetted with luxurious warmth after a cold shower.”
Source: The Beginning: The Tears of My Heart
“The beauty within you adds to the beauty around you.”
“The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you.”
“The beauty you see in others is the true reflection behind the lens of the real person you see in yourself.”
“The beauty's in the scars.”
“The beauty, the poetry of the fear in their eyes. I didn't mind going to jail for, what, five, six hours? It was absolutely worth it.”
“The Beaver is an amphibious creature: by day it lives hidden in rivers, but at night it roams the land, feeding itself with anything that it can find. Now it understands the reason why hunters come after it with such eagerness and impetuosity, and it puts down its head and with its teeth cuts off its testicles and throws them in their path, as a prudent man who, falling into the hands of robbers, sacrifices all that he is carrying, to save his life, and forfeits his possessions by way of ransom. If however it has already saved its life by self-castration and is again pursued, then it stands up and reveals that it offers no ground for their eager pursuit, and releases the hunters from all further exertions, for they esteem its flesh less. Often however Beavers with testicles intact, after escaping as far away as possible, have drawn in the coveted part, and with great skill and ingenuity tricked their pursuers, pretending that they no longer possessed what they were keeping in concealment.”
Source: Historical Miscellany
“The beaver told the rabbit as they stared at the Hoover Dam: No, I didn't build it myself, but it's based on an idea of mine”
“The beaver, which has come to represent Canada as the eagle does the United States and the lion Britain, is a flat-tailed, slow-witted, toothy rodent known to bite off it's own testicles or to stand under its own falling trees.”
Source: Portrait of Canada
“The beckoning counts, and not the clicking of the latch behind you.”
“The beckoning Hands Of God's hopeful Smile Will, without fail, one day greet The fruitful cries Of man's prayerful heart.”
“The becoming attitude for us to take is that of godly fear, implicit obedience, and unreserved resignation and submission. But not only so: the recognition of the sovereignty of God, and the realization that the Sovereign Himself is my Father, ought to overwhelm the heart and cause me to bow before Him in adoring worship. At all times I must say “Even so, Father, for so it seemeth good in Thy sight.”
Source: The Sovereignty of God
“The becoming of man is the history of the exhaustion of his possibilities.”
“The becoming still can never be the being still; only with the death of becoming is there being.”
“The bed-and-breakfast is a nexus," Jack said. "A nexus of realms."
She absorbed that. "And what exactly does that mean?"
He shrugged. "Lots of doors to other worlds."
Again, for an instant, Calisa couldn't breathe. She'd been right--- there really were other worlds through those doorways. Actual other worlds. I've been to other worlds! That was why the sun had felt and looked so strange and why the smells from the night market had been so unfamiliar. There wasn't anything like it on Earth, because she hadn't been on Earth. She'd known it, but she hadn't known it. A nexus of realms.
"It's rare, a place like this," Jack said. "That's why it's so special. It's a place where people can come to escape. A real getaway, for whoever needs it."
"So the guests... they're actually from other worlds? Realms, you said?"
"I think of them as 'realms' because, as my dad explained to me, they're not other planets. At least not other planets in our solar system. It's not like Kendra is from Venus, and Mulligan is from the moon or even Alpha Centauri. They're just from other places. Faraway places. Like pocket dimensions, if you want to sound all sci-fi about it”
Source: The Faraway Inn
“The bed comprehends our whole life, for we were born in it, we live in it, and we shall die in it”
Source: The Complete Short Stories of Guy de Maupassant: Ten Volumes in One
“The bed dipped under his weight. He paused with one foot before shaking his head and mumbling, "I'm not going to be able to sleep. I'm going to be so damn scared that I'll hurt you."
It didn't matter. None of it mattered. When he shifted to his side and then reached for my hand, I closed my eyes. I could sleep now. Everything would work out. Our hands where tucked between us on the bed. I clung to his, while he seemed scared to hold mine back. That didn't matter either. I just needed to be held, a mere touch from him.”
Source: Fallen Crest Public
“The bed has become a place of luxury to me! I would not exchange it for all the thrones in the world.”
“The bed is a bundle of paradoxes: we go to it with reluctance, yet we quit it with regret; we make up our minds every night to leave it early, but we make up our bodies every morning to keep it late.”
“The bed is a metaphysical piece of furniture.”
“The bed is just a decoration in a busy man's bedroom.”
Source: The Book of Maxims, Poems and Anecdotes
“The bed is now as public as the dinner table and governed by the same rules of formal confrontation.”
“The bed is warmer tonight. Warmer than it's ever been and stranger. But easier, too. Lucien catches me looking at him on the pillows, and he smirks.
"You have my permission to stare at me all night."
"And why would I do that?" I fire off a half-downy mumble. "I've already memorized everything on you."
"Well." His smirk grows unmanageable. "Not everything."
Since when is he the one who seduces, instead of me? My face fills red.
"Princes aren't supposed to have roguish manners."
"And ladies aren't supposed to sleep in beds with unmarried men."
"Only married men, then."
He hefts up on one elbow, tracing my hand under the covers. "What are you implying, Lady Zera?"
"Go. To. Sleep." I pause. "Your Highness."
The kiss comes, as I knew it would, breathless and enmeshed in each other, and I'm the first one to pull away and the only one to roll over in faux grumpiness. Lucien's laugh rumbling the mattress.
I try to sleep--try so hard to play at being a human as he is--but I fade in and out, waking up in the odd hours to reach over and feel that he's still there. Still real.
Still with me, despite everything.
Despite how many mistakes I've made.”
Source: Send Me Their Souls
“The bed lets out a slight gasp of air from the mattress like an old cat fart, but it looks like she’s too caught up in herself to notice.”
Source: Untethered
“The bed must be a beautiful place, not only because you make love there but because you dream there as well.”
“The bed of dandelions is a wonderland. They are all different colors and filled with so much magic. The fluffy heads looked like magic—tiny miracles that would work effortlessly to make your wish come true.”
Source: Pinwheels and Dandelions
“The bed of flowers
Loosens amain,
The beauteous snowdrops
Droop o'er the plain.
The crocus opens
Its glowing bud,
Like emeralds others,
Others, like blood.
With saucy gesture
Primroses flare,
And roguish violets,
Hidden with care;
And whatsoever
There stirs and strives,
The Spring's contented,
If works and thrives.”
Source: Delphi Works of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (Illustrated)
“The bed of thorns will teach you what the bed of roses can’t.”
Source: Night of a Thousand Thoughts
“The bed tensed.
It knew.
The mattress folded sharply inward, and Ambrose gasped for air. This was it. He was going to die. Trapped in a bed that was quite possibly trying to eat him and without having done anything remotely exciting within it.”
Source: Once More Upon a Time