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If you have true gratitude, it will express itself automatically. It will be visible in your eyes, around your being, in your aura. It is like the fragrance of a flower. In most cases if there is a beautiful flower, the fragrance will be there naturally. The flower and its fragrance cannot be separated. ↗

— Sri Chinmoy

#beauty

I'm pretty much looking for beauty all the time. It just seems like some days the light is better to see it. ↗

— Melodie Ramone

#author #hope #inspiration #art

What do you think?” I asked, a teasing smile curving my lips. “Did we know each other in another life?” He gave a faint smile. “I can guarantee it.” I looked up at him, surprised by his seriousness. “Oh really?” I said, cocking an eyebrow coyly, “So what was I like, oh-expert-on-my-past-life?” A smile touched his lips. As he thought, he seemed to be in another place. When he came out of his trance, he answered, “Similar to how you are now. Smart,funny, stunningly beautiful . . . and you were a horrible pool player then too.” He laughed as I punched him in the shoulder. “Very funny,” I said. “Your punches used to hurt less though. ↗

— Angela Corbett

#beauty

The unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit is of great worth in God's sight. ↗

— Judith Couchman

#beauty

All this is on a strictly need-to-know basis. As in, nobody else needs to know. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#beauty

My greatest work comes in the community. ↗

— Marion Barry

#community #greatest #work

Astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Theologically, I can see that God is all powerful and that we are small and insignificant. Meterologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. What does it tell you? ↗

— Dorothy Mccoy

#beauty

There is nothing for you in this bleak hospital room but a cold and empty nothingness that has no answers, can give no peace, will provide no comfort to the living. ↗

— Rebecca James

#death #depression #empty #nothingness #sad

White as ash, her face, but ashes hold the phantoms of fires. ↗

— Esther M. Friesner

#beauty

I hadn't understood funeral pyres before, but now I do. It's ghastly to burn someone you love but watching the smoke going into the sky, I think that's rather beautiful now. And I wish Tess could be up in the sky. Somewhere with color and light and air. ↗

— Rosamund Lupton

#funeral #beauty