#so

It answers the question that was tormenting you: my love, you are not 'one thing in my life' - not even the most important - because my life no longer belongs to me because...you are always me. ↗

— Jean-Paul Sartre

#love #personal-papers #life

People accuse me of falling in love easily. It just means that I'm able to see the beauty in most of the people who cross paths with me and I appreciate it for what it is and also for what it isn't. Love is imperfect. Falling for someone's flaws is just as necessary as falling for their strengths. And people like myself, who fall into love easily, are sometimes the loneliest souls around at the end of the day. ↗

— Ashly Lorenzana

#falling-in-love #flaws #imperfection #loneliness #love

I do not have much patience with a thing of beauty that must be explained to be understood. If it does need additional interpretation by someone other than the creator, then I question whether it has fulfilled its purpose. ↗

— Charlie Chaplin

#additional #creator #does #explained #fulfilled

To feel most beautifully alive means to be reading something beautiful, ready always to apprehend in the flow of language the sudden flash of poetry. ↗

— John Andrew Holmes

#always #apprehend #beautiful #beautifully #feel

Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#nobility-of-spirit #soulful #beauty

I found that the only way I could control this sorrow was not to think of [it] at all, which was almost as painful as the loss itself. ↗

— Robin McKinley

#grief #heartbreak #loss #sorrow #beauty

O how incomprehensible everything was, and actually sad, although it was also beautiful. One knew nothing. One lived and ran about the earth and rode through forests, and certain things looked so challenging and promising and nostalgic: a star in the evening, a blue harebell, a reed-green pond, the eye of a person or a cow. And sometimes it seemed that something never seen yet long desired was about to happen, that a veil would drop from it all, but then it passed, nothing happened, the riddle remained unsolved, the secret spell unbroken, and in the end one grew old and looked cunning . . . or wise . . . and still one knew nothing perhaps, was still waiting and listening. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#literature #philosophy #understanding #beauty

The economic, social and cultural progress of a nation depends on citizens counting for more and having more rights. ↗

— Jose Luis Rodriguez Zapatero

#counting #cultural #depends #economic #having

Graffiti is beautiful; like a brick in the face of a cop. ↗

— Hunter S. Thompson

#graffiti #hunter-s-thompson #hunter-thompson #subversion #beauty

And, you know, my dad would show me some things sometimes, but the best things that I got to do were to actually see really good players play up close. That gives you an idea of fingering and technique and what not. ↗

— Dweezil Zappa

#best #close #dad #gives #good