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I walked down Paseo del Prado, losing myself to the sights, sounds, and dense magic of the city. There's something weirdly calming about being alone in a big city. It made me feel like the universe was hugely generous, and that my species was so damn smart to have constructed such a beautiful city. ↗


— Kate Klise


#in-the-bag #kate-klise #travel #beauty

I don’t agree. The morning fog makes the graveyard beautiful, soft and sad as a voice humming a lullaby, but I don’t tell her what I think. She’d call me a weirdo. - Raven Smith ↗


— Rita Stradling


#beauty

The secret to youth is to fill your mind with beauty! Amen ↗


— Linda Ballou


#travel #youth #beauty

Admire Beauty ↗


— Josephwedler


#travel #beauty

And now it [grass] seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves, Tenderly will I use you curling grass, It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men, It may be if I had known them I would have loved them, It may be you from old people, or from offspring taken soon out of their mother's laps, And here you are the mothers' laps." - Song of Myself: 6 ↗


— Walt Whitman


#grass #graves #love-of-nature #nature #respect

Come to think of it, maybe God is a He after all, because only a cruel force would create something this beautiful and make it inaccessible to most people. ↗


— Raquel Cepeda


#god #morocco #sahara #sahara-desert #spiritual

Life is beautiful if you are on the road to somewhere ↗


— Orhan Pamuk


#beauty

Those who serve and those who rule Lepers, kings and mindless fools Empire leaders, tyrant's tools All will fade with time Hail the cowards, brave at heart The ugly and the beautiful Those who never felt their souls All live transient lives ↗


— Kreator


#bravery #cowards #kings #kreator #life

The fastest way to travel is to be there already. ↗


— Terry Pratchett


#music

Party lights hang over the street, yellow and red and green. Sadie stumbles over someone’s chair, but I’m ready for this and I catch her easily by the arm. “Sorry, clumsy,” she says. “You always were, Sadie. One of your more endearing traits.” Before she can ask about that I slip my arm around her waist. She slips hers around mine, still looking up at me. The lights skate across her cheeks and shine in her eyes. We clasp hands, fingers folding together naturally, and for me the years fall away like a coat that’s too heavy and too tight. In that moment, I hope on thing above all others: that she was not too busy to find at least one good man … She speaks in a voice almost too low to be heard over the music. But I hear her – I always did. “Who are you, George?” “Someone you knew in another life, honey. ↗


— Stephen King


#lost-love #time-travel #business






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