#pi

Double Faced World -Women of Today.......Women want to be slim beautiful sexy savvy,there whole world depends on them...can go to any heights to be that ....in the process they lose patience perseverance and tolerance where are we heading towards ....fashion has become a one big Dinosaur...leading to dysfunctional society... ↗

— Kaneeka Murari

#beauty

In our beautiful memory We were all handsome We could all sing We all had the heart Of the prettiest girl in town And we all hit .300 ↗

— John Buck O'Neil

#inspirational #memory #beauty

It was the most beautiful moment that was so perfect you felt like you could just die. It was like the first time you ever heard Dido and Aeneas’ “When I am laid in earth.” A moment so pure you feel like you’re dreaming and begin to question your own mortality that could be capable of and rival such innocent beauty. ↗

— Volatalistic Phil

#inspirational #life #love #beauty

And that is part of the job for us writers. To find the small splash of sameness however insignificant in our beautiful human differences. And it's in infusing stories with this bit of sameness that we are able to identify with a character that is so different than us or a place so foreign to what we know. We see a little piece of ourselves among the words and the pages and at the end of the story we can find hope for our own story. ↗

— Lindsay Ellen

#beauty

Treat everyone you meet as if they were you. ↗

— Doug Dillon

#inspiration #mindfulness #people #philosophy #inspirational

Football is not merely a small business, it's also a bad one. Anyone who spends any time inside football soon discovers that just as oil is part of the oil business, stupidity is part of the football business. ↗

— Simon Kuper

#football #stupidity #business

For not to judge by the Spoken Outside, but seek out the beauty within. ↗

— Tori D.

#attitude

Staring at the floor, she didn't even look up as the final contestant entered. Not until she heard a deep, rich baritone that filled the hall with the most beautiful sound she had ever heard. Her heart pounding, she looked up to see Stryder holding his mother's lute. Only it wasn't a love song he sang. More like a limerick, it was a song about a woman who fancied herself a goose. And a man who gobbled her up. Laughter and applause rang out as soon as he strummed the last note. Breathe, breathe. It was the only thing Rowena could think. And even that couldn't get her to take a breath as Stryder approached her. He smoothed her hair and straightened her feathered crown. "Methinks my goose has molted." Rowena laughed as more tears streaked down her face. ↗

— Kinley MacGregor

#kinley-macgregor #rowena #stryder #beauty

The way the San Francisco Bay's sun rises and falls...It's splendor beauty is God's gift to us all. It's glorious colors brings great joy to me...wish forever there my love and I could be. Peace and love in side of me it always brings. For whenever I see it's majestic sky...My Heart Sings!:) ↗

— Timothy Pina

#beauty

The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The Power, the Beauty, and the Majesty That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain, Or forest, by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason; But still the heart doth need a language; still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names; Spirits or gods that used to share this earth With man as with their friend; and at this day 'Tis Jupiter who brings whate'er is great, And Venus who brings every thing that's fair. ↗

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#the-piccolomini #beauty