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I'm not sure he's wrong about automobiles," he said. "With all their speed forward they may be a step backward in civilization -- that is, in spiritual civilization. It may be that they will not add to the beauty of the world, nor to the life of men's souls. ↗

— Booth Tarkington

#technology #transportation #beauty

How perverse! just when everything seems to be in order and as families gather round the table to have supper,the phantom of the superclass appears,selling impossible dreams:luxury,beauty,power.And the family falls apart ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#beauty

RAND scientists tried to tell their wives that the decision whether to buy or not to buy a washing machine was an 'optimization problem'. ↗

— Sylvia Nasar

#beauty

The way I see it, there is no greater spiritual beauty than fanaticism, of a sort so sincere it can only end in martyrdom. ↗

— Isabelle Eberhardt

#zealousness #beauty

Dear, sweet, beautiful girl, ↗

— Tehereh Mafi

#dystopian #love #sadness #young-adult #beauty

We are all in the middle of nature beauty contest. ↗

— Toba Beta

#survival-of-the-fittest #beauty

My Love wakes in a puddle of sunlight. Her hands asleep beside her. Her hair draped on the lawn like a mantle of cloth. I give her my troth, for our love is whole I sing her beauty in my soul ↗

— Roman Payne

#beauty #eden #eve #inspiration #love

You are beautiful no matter what they say, remember words can´t bring you down ↗

— Christina Aguilera

#beautiful-no-matter-what #love #yourself #beauty

When they throw the water on the witch, she says, “Who would have thought a good little girl like you could destroy my beautiful wickedness”. That line inspired my life. I sometimes say it to myself before I go to sleep, like a prayer. ↗

— John Waters

#inspired #the-wizard-of-oz #witch #beauty

What would you do if you saw something nobody else could see?” The tape gun fell out of Luke’s hand, and hit the tiled hearth. He knelt to pick it up, not looking at her. “You mean if I were the only witness to a crime, that sort of thing?” “No. I mean, if there were other people around, but you were the only one who could see something. As if it were invisible to everyone but you.” He hesitated, still kneeling, the dented tape gun gripped in his hand. “I know it sounds crazy,” Clary ventured nervously, “but…” He turned around. His eyes, very blue behind the glasses, rested on her with a look of firm affection. “Clary, you’re an artist, like your mother. That means you see the world in ways that other people don’t. It’s your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn’t make you crazy—just different. There’s nothing wrong with being different. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#creativity #lies #secrets #beauty