#beau

Life is given to you like a flat piece of land and everything has to be done. I hope that when I am finished, my piece of land will be a beautiful garden, so there is a lot of work. ↗

— Jeanne Moreau

#beautiful #done #everything #finished #flat

We take a beautiful little boy and we put him in a diaper and we give him a lethal weapon and we say LOVE. Which makes absolutely no sense. ↗

— Mark Hart

#inspirational #love #beauty

Some children I have met are very beautiful. Some children are imbeciles, vulgar, terrible. ↗

— Jeanne Moreau

#children #i #imbeciles #met #some

Falling in love creates beauty in every facet of life. A hovering bee, a gentle flowing creek, pale blue sky, the crinkle at the corner of an old woman’s eye, bare feet on velvet moss, a songbird in a bush, even the howl of a far away wolf become so beautiful to those finding a new love. It was like that for Sassy and Hanlon, everything seemed sharper and clearer. It was like a new view of the world that they had never known existed had opened up to them. Doug Hiser Montana Mist ↗

— Doug Hiser

#beauty

My father always taught by telling stories about his experiences. His lessons were about morality and art and what insects and birds and human beings had in common. He told me what it meant to be a man and to be a Black man. He taught me about love and responsibility, about beauty, and how to make gumbo. ↗

— Walter Mosley

#always #art #be a man #beauty #beings

Lila can't be a model until she's at least 21. She is already a mini-me - it is scary. She already has her own beauty kit. ↗

— Kate Moss

#beauty #her #kit #least #model

I deeply adored my mum. She was an extraordinary person, even for the prejudice I'm likely to have. She was beautiful, amusing, a tremendous elaborator of things into comic proportions and extravagant in her imagination. ↗

— Andrew Motion

#amusing #beautiful #comic #deeply #even

While the egg yolks cooled, he directed the beaters at the egg whites, setting the mixer on high speed that sent small bubbles giggling to the side of the bowl, where a few became many until they were a white froth rising up and then lying down again in patters and ridges, leaving an intricate design like the ribs of a leaf in the wake of the beaters ↗

— Erica Bauermeister

#cooking #creativity #food #beauty

Autumn in the Highlands would be brief—a glorious riot of color blazing red across the moors and gleaming every shade of gold in the forests of sheltered glens. Those achingly beautiful images would be painted again and again across the hills and in the shivering waters of the mountain tarns until the harsh winds of winter sent the last quaking leaf to its death on the frozen ground. ↗

— Elizabeth Stuart

#beauty

It's hard to say what drives a three year-old, but I think I had a sense that nature was my solace, and nature was a place in which there was beauty, in which there was order. ↗

— Story Musgrave

#drives #had #hard #i #i think