#ow

...don't you realize a flawless profile means nothing when a mere smile drives me to desperation? Don't you covet that power?.. ↗

— John Geddes

#desperation #love #power #smile #beauty

Loving for beauty is like vowing a lifetime commitment to a rose. No-matter how sweet-scented or pink "petald", every rose withers. ↗

— Moffat Machingura

#commitment #love #rose #sweet #vow

Through the window, I saw the beautiful world outside: the sky, the sun, the cacti, the rocks, and the dirt. How I longed to return to it! I licked at the air, trying to smell the desert's delicious dusty scent, but could not. How was I able to see it without smelling it? Did humans control scents as well as the temperature and the waters? Is that what windows were for, to keep out scents? Why did they wish to put invisible barriers between themselves and the world? ↗

— Patrick Jennings

#scent #scents #snakes #wild #windows

The smallest drop of rain can project the most beautiful of visions, all we have to do is look a little deeper. -T.L. Manning ↗

— T.L. Manning

#beauty

Begin with the soft smelted upturned heart-shaped mouth made for smiling a smile kept for kindness, tenderness, incapable of malice. Am I going too fast for you? The almond eyes see out through their sleepy epicanthic fold. Trusting and calm, if a flicker from slowness, a further flicker from stupidity. Settled in slow-motion beauty, heart-breaking beauty. ↗

— Craig Raine

#down-syndrome #beauty

It's much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#endings #friendship #growing-up #life #change

Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still. ↗

— William Penn

#deathly-hallows #friendship #death

Nothing is more beautiful than to know all. ↗

— Athanasius Kircher

#knowledge #beauty

If we don't believe in moral absolutes and then we get into a cultural-political debate, how are we going to win? ↗

— Randall Terry

#debate #get #going #how #into

Comely was the town by the curving river that they dismantled in a year's time. Beautiful was Colleton in her last spring as she flung azaleas like a girl throwing rice at a desperate wedding. In dazzling profusion, Colleton ripened in a gauze of sweet gardens and the town ached beneath a canopy of promissory fragrance. ↗

— Pat Conroy

#nostalgia #small-town #south-carolina #spring #beauty