#beautiful

Full of beautiful grace so we steal their space, and death comes quickly. ↗

— Sara Quin

#beautiful-grace #death-comes-quickly #our-trees #sara-quin #steal

My father was king of the guidebooks and our holidays were always planned, taking us from a great gallery to an ace cafe to a beautiful view. And as an actor, I loathe improvisation because there's no structure and no one knows what's going on. ↗

— Olivia Williams

#actor #always #beautiful #because #cafe

It is difficult to free fools from chains they revere. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#kami-garcia #margaret-stohl #beauty

Beautiful Evidence is about the theory and practice of analytical design. ↗

— Edward Tufte

#analytical #beautiful #design #evidence #practice

Chris proposed exactly the way I've always dreamed. Our families were close by, but it was just us out on a beautiful deck overlooking a lake in East Tennessee. We had just been on a hike and - in our workout clothes - he hit the knee! We feel so blessed by God that He sent us each other, and we are looking so forward to forever together. ↗

— Hillary Scott

#beautiful #been #blessed #chris #close

The tragedy of life, Howard, is not that the beautiful die young, but that they grow old and mean. It will not happen to me. ↗

— Raymond Chandler

#death-and-dying #goodbyes #life #beauty

It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature and everlasting beauty of monotony. ↗

— Benjamin Britten

#beautiful #beauty #cruel #disappointment #everlasting

The most beautiful is to see the joy in your eyes. ↗

— Gregor Golob

#date #eternal #friend #girl #inspirational

Every time I stand before a beautiful beach, its waves seem to whisper to me: If you choose the simple things and find joy in nature’s simple treasures, life and living need not be so hard. ↗

— Psyche Roxas-Mendoza

#beautiful #life-inspirational #simple-joys #treasures #nature

It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea; But we loved with a love that was more than love- I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsman came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me- Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we- Of many far wiser than we- And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea. ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#lost-love #love #beauty