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#beautiful

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...evil fascinates and repels us - it's a terrible beauty that enthralls us the more we stare into it... ↗


— John Geddes


#evil #mesmorize #repels #beauty

The world was made by God's Word...make your own world with your words. ↗


— Jaachynma N.E. Agu


#creation #creator #higherlife #loveworld #risk-it-be-dfferent

The whistle dropped from the branch's spindly fingers like a black cocoon, a pendulum of secret music; the wind pushed sound soundlessly around. ↗


— Karen Russell


#beauty

But enough of that--here I am. Hineni! How marvelously beautiful it is today. He stopped in the overgrown yard, shut his eyes in the sun, against flashes of crimson, and drew in the odors of catalpa-bells, soil, honeysuckle, wild onions, and herbs. ↗


— Saul Bellow


#hineni #marvelously-beautiful #beauty

la felicidad siempre tiene un objeto, somo felices por algo,es un sentimiento cuya existencia depende del exterior. La alegría, en cambio, no tiene objeto. Te posee sin ningún motivo aparente, en su esencia se parece al sol: arde gracias a la combustión de su propio corazón. ↗


— Susanna Tamaro


#beauty

if only these treasures were not so fragile as they are precious and beautiful. ↗


— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe


#fragile #peace-of-mind #pleasure #treasures #beauty

...I remember the oily smoke of a cigarette suspended in a shaft of sunlight - with you, everything was beautiful... ↗


— John Geddes


#cigarette #shaft #smoke #sunlight #beauty

Her black is beautiful, his society is ugly. ↗


— Habeeb Akande


#black-is-beautiful #society #beauty

The clock’s pendulum catches the firelight, and in the rattle-breathed final moments of Jacob de Zoet, amber shadows in the far corner coagulate into a woman’s form. She slips between the bigger, taller onlookers unnoticed … … and adjusts her headscarf, the better to hide her burn. She places her cool palms on Jacob’s fever-glazed face. Jacob sees himself, when he was young, in her narrow eyes. Her lips touch the place between his eyebrows. A well-waxed paper door slides open. ↗


— David Mitchell


#beauty

What business does memory have with time? ↗


— Jess Walter


#memory #time #beauty






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