#la

Books are the carriers of civilization. Without books, history is silent, literature dumb, science crippled, thought and speculation at a standstill. ↗

— Barbara Tuchman

#carriers #civilization #crippled #dumb #history

This willingness continually to revise one's own location in order to place oneself in the path of beauty is the basic impulse underlying education. ↗

— Elaine Scarry

#on-beauty-and-being-just #beauty

[O]ther thinkers have philosophised since the time of Plato, but that does not destroy the interest and beauty of his philosophy ↗

— Frederick Charles Copleston

#plato #beauty

You want a piece of all this fabulousness?" He gestured to himself. "Well, my best friend comes along with it. I wouldn't cut you out of my life, Clary, any more than I would cut off my right hand and give it to someone as a Valentine's Day gift." "Gross," said Clary. "Must you?" He grinned. "I must. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #simon-lewis #life

Then, when the stars came out, Ma took out her fiddle. We all quieted down while she tuned the strings, and I got the funniest feeling. I felt as if I was looking at everyone from far away in space, or maybe even in time. They all looked so beautiful sitting in the darkness of the woods under the stars. Their faces were pink and warm and happy in the firelight. I felt perfectly happy and perfectly sad all at the same time, and tears came into my eyes. ↗

— Kristin Kladstrup

#the-book-of-story-beginnings #beauty

It is the job of thinking people not to be on the side of the executioners. ↗

— Albert Camus

#death #execution #intelligence #scholars #thinkers

I'm in the back of a limousine with Charlie Chaplin and it’s 1928. Charlie is beautiful; his body language seems to skip, and reel and rhyme, heartbreaking and witty at the same time. It seems to promise a better world. ↗

— Geoff Ryman

#body-language #charlie-chaplin #history #memory #beauty

...You bring out the truth in me, Callista, and make me whole. I need you to set me free and give me the courage to be as strong as you are. I love you... ↗

— Catherine LaRoche

#dom #master-of-love #courage

But the boredom of Frau Spatz had by now reached that pitch where it distorts the countenance of man, makes the eyes protrude from the head, and lends the features a corpselike and terrifying aspect. More than that, this music acted on the nerves that controlled her digestion, producing in her dyspeptic organism such malaise that she was really afraid she would have an attack. ↗

— Thomas Mann

#corpselike #malaise #music

You have rare beauty the like I have never seen but you will be more beautiful heavy with my seed,” he stated softly. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#beauty