#ms

the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams ↗

— Theodore Roosevelt

#inspirational #beauty

The beauty of a living thing is not the atoms that go into it, but the way those atoms are put together. ↗

— Carl Sagan

#beauty #cosmos #philosophy #science #universe

You were born a child of light’s wonderful secret— you return to the beauty you have always been. ↗

— Aberjhani

#faith #healing #inner-peace #innocence #life-and-death

Don't run back inside, darlin', you know just what I'm here for. So you're scared and you're thinkin' we ain't that young any more...Show a little faith! There's magic in the night. You ain't a beauty, but hey, you're all right. ↗

— Bruce Springsteen

#beauty

Even when muddy your wings sparkle bright wonders that heal broken worlds. ↗

— Aberjhani

#angels #beauty #famous-quotes-from-classic-books #grace #haiku

Yes, sir, a patrol car came and took me down to a station where they were trying to develop films, but they hadn't got the facilities to develop colored film. ↗

— Abraham Zapruder

#car #colored #develop #down #facilities

All changed, changed utterly: A terrible beauty is born. ↗

— W.B.Yeats

#poetry #beauty

I once had a dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events some of those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn't really mind, because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is. ↗

— Lana Del Rey

#broken #dreams #elizabeth-woolridge-grant #freedom #life

Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author’s words reverberating in your head. ↗

— Paul Auster

#choice #comfort #comsolation #escape #pleasure

I cannot express the uneasiness caused in me by this intrusion of mystery and beauty into a room I had at last filled with myself to the point of paying no more attention to the room than to that self. The anesthetizing influence of habit having ceased, I would begin to have thoughts, and feelings, and they are such sad things. ↗

— Marcel Proust

#proust #rooms #beauty