#chant

Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue. ↗

— Thomas Campbell

#enchantment #hue #lends #mountain #robes

No, I didn't become disenchanted. I just couldn't paint like them. ↗

— Lawrence Ferlinghetti

#disenchanted #i #just #like #paint

Ismail Merchant was just the most seductive, passionate, outrageous, driven, genius of a man. ↗

— Glenn Close

#genius #just #man #merchant #most

I never really liked poetry readings; I liked to read poetry by myself, but I liked singing, chanting my lyrics to this jazz group. ↗

— Leonard Cohen

#group #i #jazz #liked #lyrics

Hip-hop is when you have crowd participation; when you chant at the audience and they chant back at you; when you wave your hands in the air like you just don't care; or some breakdancing. Everything today is just low-beat, real bass-y, bass-y, good rap records. ↗

— Flavor Flav

#audience #back #care #chant #crowd

I was enchanted by the escape into that meticulous world that seemed real yet not... well, it seemed not real, but very detailed and meticulous, bizarre. ↗

— Richard Foreman

#detailed #enchanted #escape #i #into

The fate of our times is characterized by rationalization and intellectualization and, above all, by the disenchantment of the world. ↗

— Max Weber

#characterized #disenchantment #fate #our #times

They may turn out to be a great disappointment, or perhaps they may be full of enchanting surprises. ↗

— Mary Wesley

#enchanting #full #great #may #out

Freshness is important. If a game is fresh, new, intriguing, challenging, and enchanting, it will sell, and sell well. ↗

— Roberta Williams

#enchanting #fresh #freshness #game #important

just got back from a beautiful eve of winter solstice snowshoeing. my heart was lost and enlivened by both the hush of the mountainous snow world and a very fun irreverence with friends. i shared a solstice quote but did not share this one. so in the spirit of the year--happy solistice! may there be ever present and growing light in your life as nature unfolds the same in the upcoming months. "sharp is the night, but stars with frost alive leap off the rim of earth across the dome. it is a night to make the heavens our home. more than the nest whereto apace we strive. lengths down our road each fir-tree seems a hive, in swarms outrushing from the golden comb. they waken waves of thoughts that burst to foam: you throb in me, the dead revive. yon mantle clothes us: there, past mortal breath, life glistens on the river of death. it folds us, flesh and dust; and have we knelt, or never knelt, or eyed as kine the springs of radiance, the radiance enrings: and this is the soul's haven to have felt." --from _winter heavens_ ↗

— George Meredith

#woods #beauty