#om

How beautiful that is!" said Laurie softly, for he was quick to see and feel beauty of any kind. ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#love #women #beauty

...it's always somebody's fault - I blame you for my helpless love - do you think I chose this? Your beauty compelled me... ↗

— John Geddes

#compulsion #love #suffering #beauty

There is nothing more beautiful than the light of a Candle and the Aroma of it's Heart ↗

— Stanley Victor Paskavich

#candles #light #beauty

I turn my head a little. The radio's caroling "Tonight," velvety smooth and young and filled with plaintive desire. Maria's song from West Side Story. I remember one beautiful night long ago at the Winter Garden, with a beautiful someone beside me. I tilt my nose and breathe in, and I can still smell her perfume, the ghost of her perfume from long ago. But where is she now, where did she go, and what did I do with her? Our paths ran along so close together they were almost like one, the one they were eventually going to be. Thin fear came along, fear entered into it somehow, and split them wide apart. Fear bred anxiety to justify. Anxiety to justify bred anger. The phone calls that wouldn't be answered, the door rings that wouldn't be opened. Anger bred sudden calamity. Now there aren't two paths anymore; there's only one, only mine. Running downhill into the ground, running downhill into its doom. ("New York Blues") ↗

— Cornell Woolrich

#relationships #romance #anger

A king, realizing his incompetence, can either delegate or abdicate his duties. A father can do neither. If only sons could see the paradox, they would understand the dilemma. ↗

— Marlene Dietrich

#could #delegate #dilemma #duties #either

There is something beautiful in you seeking freedom. ↗

— Bryant McGill

#freedom #hard-work #love-yourself #patience #beauty

He was just beautiful. She'd never known a man could be beautiful, but he definitely was. ↗

— Emily Jane Trent

#erotic-romance #erotica #love-story #romance-sexy #romances

Una rosa se despertó en su sangre y ensombreció sus mejillas. Un agitado aliento separó los pétalos de sus labios, que temblaron. Sobre ella sopló algún viento sur de pasión y movió los delicados pliegos de su vestido ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#description #love #woman #beauty

I think George Will is somebody that said recently that the Republicans will not lose, as a Republican, that the Republicans will not win the election. I think it was a terrible statement. ↗

— Donald Trump

#george #i #i think #lose #recently

He was learning that to win a fight like this, it was not enough to know what one was fighting against. That was easy. He was fighting against the view that people could be killed for their ideas, and against the ability of any religion to place a limiting point on thought. But he needed, now, to be clear of what he was fighting for. Freedom of speech, freedom of the imagination, freedom from fear, and the beautiful, ancient art of which he was privileged to be a practitioner. Also skepticism, irreverence, doubt, satire, comedy, and unholy glee. He would never again flinch from the defense of these things. p. 285 ↗

— Salman Rushdie

#art