#let

When I've painted a woman's bottom so that I want to touch it, then [the painting] is finished. ↗

— Pierre-Auguste Renoir

#bottoms #completion #women #art

I will admit that I wanted to shout for standing on the top of a scaffold in front of a good new wall always goes to my head. It is a sensation something between that of an angel let out of his cage into a new sky and a drunkard turned loose in a royal cellar. And after all, what nobler elevation could you find in this world than the scaffold of a wall painter? No admiral on the bridge of a new battleship designed by the old navy, could feel more pleased with himself than Gulley, on two planks, forty feet above dirt level, with his palette table beside him, his brush in his hand, and the draught blowing up his trousers; cleared for action. ↗

— Joyce Cary

#artists #new-beginnings #paint-brush #palette #art

The finest of athletes have, along with skill, a few more essential qualities: to conduct their life with dignity, with integrity, with courage and modesty. All these, are totally compatible with pride, ambition, determination and competitiveness ↗

— Donald Bradman

#athletes #dignity #sportsman #courage

È allora che l'arte è perfetta, quando sembra esser natura; mentre la natura raggiunge il suo scopo quando presuppone l'arte senza che ce ne accorgiamo. ↗

— Pseudo Longino

#letteratura #retorica #art

She raised her chin and her pale, black-fringed eyes sparkled in the moonlight. Ellen had never told her that desire and attainment were two different matters; life had not taught her that the race was not to the swift. She lay in the silvery shadows with courage rising and made the plans that a sixteen-year-old makes when life has been so pleasant that defeat is an impossibility and a pretty dress and a clear complexion are weapons to vanquish fate. ↗

— Margaret Mitchell

#courage

Yeah, you lose this attitude, I can help you work that hurt out.” Who was this man? He held onto his tragedy for seventeen fucking years, how could he stand there and tell me he could help me work through mine? “Really, Joe? Like you helped me work out my grief at losing Tim?” I asked sarcastically. “That’s not what I was offerin’, buddy, but you want it like that I’ll give it to you.” “You’re unbelievable,” I snapped. “I’m yours.” That socked me in the gut too, so hard it winded me and all I could do was stare up at him. Taking advantage, his face dipped close and his hands curled around both sides of my head. “First fuckin’ time you smiled at me in my bed, that’s when it happened,” he murmured. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#joe #lovers #violet #attitude

Your time is way too valuable to be wasting on people that can't accept who you are. ↗

— Turcois Ominek

#believe-in-yourself #inspiration #inspirational #inspirational-quotes #letting-go

It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#amazing #complete #delusion #goodness #how

You are more to me than any of them has any idea; you are the atmosphere of beauty through which I see life; you are the incarnation of all lovely things...I think of you day and night. ~ Letter to Lord Alfred 'Bosie' Douglas ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#letter #romance #beauty

It's time, Perry". He let her go. She took a step back, taking in his face one last time. His green eyes. The bend in his nose and the scars on his cheek. All the tiny inperfections that made him beautiful. Without a word, she turned and made her way downhill. ↗

— Veronica Rossi

#letting-go #romance #under-the-never-sky #young-adult #beauty