#utter

I tell of hearts and souls and dances... Butterflies and second chances; Desperate ones and dreamers bound, Seeking life from barren ground, Who suffer on in earthly fate The bitter pain of agony hate, Might but they stop and here forgive Would break the bonds to breathe and live And find that God in goodness brings A chance for change, the hope of wings To rest in Him, and self to die And so become a butterfly. ↗

— Karen Kingsbury

#god #second-chances #change

The lines of Pearl Art Glass are clean, certainly not cluttered. ↗

— James Lafferty

#certainly #clean #cluttered #glass #lines

A book reads the better which is our own, and has been so long known to us, that we know the topography of its blots, and dog's ears, and can trace the dirt in it to having read it at tea with buttered muffins. ↗

— Charles Lamb

#better #blots #book #buttered #dirt

The Army was my bread and butter. ↗

— Brian Lumley

#bread #butter

Be convinced that, if man were able to reach the end without preparatory studies, such studies would not be preparatory but tiresome and utterly superfluous. ↗

— Maimonides

#convinced #end #man #preparatory #reach

Imagine how asleep or utterly unperceptive and clueless you would have to be not to see yourself as absurd for the most part. ↗

— John Malkovich

#asleep #clueless #how #imagine #most

If the work of art is to continue pursuing the vision of both being in and of the world but nevertheless in some fashion being more than just one more object to the mounting clutter, this is the specific point, I think, where this must be assured. ↗

— Brian Ferneyhough

#assured #being #both #clutter #continue

God is not the mere dead conception to which we have thus given utterance, but he is in himself pure Life. ↗

— Johann Gottlieb Fichte

#dead #given #god #himself #life

Art is the fatal net which catches these strange moments on the wing like mysterious butterflies, fleeing the innocence and distraction of common men. ↗

— Giorgio de Chirico

#butterflies #catches #common #distraction #fatal

My dear wife has, I would say, probably never opened a religious book, and seems to be one of those people to whom the whole idea is utterly remote and absurd. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#book #dear #i #idea #never