#scenery

Who has not sat before his own heart's curtain? It lifts: and the scenery is falling apart. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#before #curtain #falling #heart #his

I never weary of great churches. It is my favorite kind of mountain scenery. Mankind was never so happily inspired as when it made a cathedral. ↗

— Robert Louis Stevenson

#churches #favorite #great #happily #i

Scenery is fine -but human nature is finer ↗

— John Keats

#nature #scenery #nature

Yeah, I did some small parts in high school and the first year of college and then fairly soon thereafter I settled into the backstage scenery, and then at the University of Maryland I was doing posters for their productions. ↗

— Jim Henson

#college #did #doing #fairly #first

Great nations are simply the operating fronts of behind-the-scenes, vastly ambitious individuals who had become so effectively powerful because of their ability to remain invisible while operating behind the national scenery. ↗

— R. Buckminster Fuller

#ambitious #because #become #behind #effectively

I've run the Boston Marathon 6 times before. I think the best aspects of the marathon are the beautiful changes of the scenery along the route and the warmth of the people's support. I feel happier every time I enter this marathon. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#aspects #beautiful #before #best #boston

An optimist is someone who gets treed by a lion but enjoys the scenery. ↗

— Walter Winchell

#gets #lion #optimist #scenery #someone

If you ain't the lead dog, the scenery never changes. ↗

— Lewis Grizzard

#dog #lead #never #scenery #you

Life is like a dogsled team. If you ain't the lead dog, the scenery never changes. ↗

— Lewis Grizzard

#dog #lead #life #like #never

Duga popodnevna sjenka, tmurna duša brda, puzila je poljem, zatamnjujući ga, prešla je i preko mene, opkolila me odasvud, a sunčana strana je bježala od nje, uzmičući prema drugom brdu. Daleko je noć, to je samo njen rani predznak, nešto zloslutno je u tim mrkim prethodnicama. Nikoga nema na polju prepolovljenom sjenkom, puste su obje strane, jedini ja stojim na toj zavađenoj širini što se zamračuje, sitan u prostoru što se zatvara, obuzet mutnim tjeskobama koje nosi moja prastara duša, tuđa a moja. Sam u polju, sam u svijetu, nemoćan pred tajnama zemlje i širinama neba. A onda se odnekle od brda, od kuća u pristranku, začula nečija pjesma, probijala se kroz sunčani prostor polja do moje sjenke, kao da mi je išla u pomoć, i zaista me oslobodila kratke i bezrazložne začaranosti. ↗

— Meša Selimović

#death