#beauty

Dante: Evergreens aren't supposed to die Renee: Everything Dies .. ↗

— Yvonne Wood

#beauty

I've developed into quite a swan. I'm one of those people that will probably look better and better as I get older - until I drop dead of beauty. ↗

— Rufus Wainwright

#death #looks #people #swan #beauty

The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity--it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. ↗

— Yann Martel

#emotion #life #love #beauty

Because beauty consits of it's own passing, just as we reach for it. It's the ephemeral configuration of things in the moment, when you can see both their movement and their death. ↗

— Muriel Barbery

#death #hedgehogs #beauty

The ethereal beauty of the female semblance conceals that they really are dangerous like a great white shark in the most peaceful and deep water. (quote from the exhibit at the Cultural Museum) ↗

— Czon

#female-truth #females #scared-to-death #woman-s-charm #women-s-strength

Suddenly, by the sort of violent effort with which one wrenches one's head away from the pillow in a nightmare, Winston succeeded in transferring his hatred from the face on the screen to the dark−haired girl behind him. Vivid, beautiful hallucinations flashed through his mind. He would flog her to death with a rubber truncheon. He would tie her naked to a stake and shoot her full of arrows like Saint Sebastian. He would ravish her and cut her throat at the moment of climax. Better than before, moreover, he realized why it was that he hated her. He hated her because she was young and pretty and sexless, because he wanted to go to bed with her and would never do so, because round her sweet supple waist, which seemed to ask you to encircle it with your arm, there was only the odious scarlet sash, aggressive symbol of chastity. ↗

— George Orwell

#beauty

I'm so tired. Once, I wanted to watch the floods coming into a canyon, to stand on the edge and see it happen, on ground that was safe but shaking. I'd like to hear the trees snapy away and see the water come higher, I thought, but only from a place where it couldn't reach me. Now I think it might be a terrifying, bright relief to stand on the canyon floor and see the wall of water coming down, and to know this is it, I am finished, and before you could even complete the thought, you would be swallowed, and whole. ↗

— Ally Condie

#death #relief #water #beauty

Life was such a fragile thing—as delicate and as beautiful as a butterfly, as ephemeral as a sunset. Death is peaceful. Death is quiet, silent. It is calming. ↗

— akanksha

#beauty

I hold the key to his heart right here." He lifted a briefcase from his side to show her. "All we have to do is wind it up again. ↗

— Jennifer Hudock

#heart #beauty

Without risk, we are automatons going through our days with no purpose or meaning. We are safer, perhaps, but we are also, ironically, closer to death. ↗

— Sarah Strohmeyer

#life-and-living #beauty