#beau

Your life plays out as a reflection of your genetic makeup and potentiality as expressed through your environment and choices. Love yourself enough to create an environment in your life that is conducive to the nourishment of your personal growth. Allow yourself to let go of the people, thoughts, and situations that poison your well-being. Cultivate a vibrant surrounding and commit yourself to making choices that will help you release the greatest expression of your unique beauty and purpose. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#choices #environment #inspirational #life #motivational

She gave up beauty in her tender youth, gave all her hope and joy and pleasant ways; she covered up her eyes lest they should gaze on vanity, and chose the bitter truth. ↗

— Christina Rossetti

#bitter #bitter truth #chose #covered #eyes

A snowdrift is a beautiful thing - if it doesn't lie across the path you have to shovel or block the road that leads to your destination. ↗

— Hal Borland

#beautiful #beautiful thing #block #destination #leads

I don't think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains. ↗

— Anne Frank

#i #misery #remains #still #think

But I fear, my lot being cast in Scotland, that beauty would not be content. ↗

— Anne Boyd

#being #cast #content #fear #i

I was actually telling people that - by harnessing the atom - we could enter a new era of unlimited power that would do away with the need to dam our beautiful streams. ↗

— David R. Brower

#atom #away #beautiful #could #dam

Nothing surpasses the beauty and elegance of a bad idea. ↗

— Craig Bruce

#bad idea #beauty #elegance #idea #nothing

An Evening Air I go out in the grey evening In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation. I go out into the hard loneliness of the barren field of grey evening In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation. In the gathering darkness a long, swift train suddenly Passes me like a lighting. Hard and ponderous and loud are the wheels. As ponderous as the darkness, and as beautiful. I look on, enchanted, and listen to the sounds of lamentation In the soft fragrant air. The long rails, grey-dark, smooth as a serpent, shiver, and A soft, low thing cries out in the distance, But the sounds are hard and heavy, In the air the odor of flowers and the sounds of lamentation. ↗

— Samar Sen

#flowers #night #beauty

It began in mystery and it will end in mystery, but what a rare and beautiful country lies in between. ↗

— Diane Ackerman

#beauty

Christ is a persuasion, a form evoking desire, and the whole force of the gospel depends upon the assumption that this persuasion is also peace: that the desire awakened by the shape of Christ and his church is one truly reborn as agape, rather than merely the way in which a lesser force succumbs to a greater, as an episode in the endless epic of power. (3) ↗

— David Bentley Hart

#christianity #eastern-orthodox #beauty