December 2009
111 posts
– Car ainsi sommes-nous, êtres de papier et d’étoffe, devant les coeurs de glace et les coeurs de nuits. Incorrigiblement épris, incertains, pleurant, amoureux des brûlures inendurables de leurs étreintes, et inféodés à leurs enchantements. Cherchant toujours, dans nos rêves aveugles d’enfants des...
Those who have reached that stage in sweetness and love, who can change their winter into a gentle Indian summer, have come as victors through the ordeal of life.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Brown Hand
Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes...
– Henry David Thoreau
Without, the frost, the blinding snow, The storm-wind’s moody madness— Within, the firelight’s ruddy glow, And childhood’s nest of gladness.
Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass
They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the...
– Jeanette Winterson
Women can resist a man’s love, a man’s fame, a man’s personal...
– Wilkie Collins, The Woman in White
I believe in nothing, not the end and not the start. I believe in nothing, not the earth and not the stars. I believe in nothing, not the day and not the dark. I believe in nothing, but the beating of our hearts.
Lyrics from “100 Suns” by 30 Seconds to Mars
Signs are small measurable things, but interpretations are illimitable, and in...
– George Eliot, Middlemarch
“There is no wealth,” she went on, turning paler as she watched him, while her eyes grew yet more lustrous in their earnestness, “that could buy these words of me, and the meaning that belongs to them. Once cast away as idle breath, no wealth or power can bring them back. I mean them; I have weighed them; and I will be true to what I undertake.”
Charles Dickens, Dombey and...
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.
William Shakespeare
There are no rules -
And those are the rules.
– Jim Henson (as the voice of Cantus), Fraggle Rock
The soul without imagination is what an observatory would be without a telescope.
Henry Ward Beecher
One must act in painting as in life - directly.
– Pablo Picasso
Today painters do not have to go to a subject matter outside of themselves. Most modern painters work from a different source. They work from within.
Jackson Pollock
What brought the kindred spider to that height, Then steered the white moth thither in the night? What but design of darkness to appall? — If design govern in a thing so small.
Robert Frost, Design
Much like a subtle spider, which doth sit In middle of her web, which spreadeth...
– Sir John Davies, The Immortality of the Soul (XVIII, Feeling)
One fairer than my love? The all-seeing sun ne’er saw her match since first the...
– William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
The sky was clear - remarkably clear - and the twinkling of all the stars seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse.
Thomas Hardy, Far From the Madding Crowd
A man had given all other bliss,
And all his worldly worth for this,
To waste...
– Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Sir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere
How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
Victor Hugo
I believe in kissing, kissing a lot.
– Audrey Hepburn
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us...
– Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Since the invention of the kiss, there were five which have been rated the most passionate, the most pure. This one left them all behind. The end.
Peter Falk in The Princess Bride
I never knew dawn could break
With peace so deep and hope so wide
Until that...
– Nestor Armas, I Never Knew…