#sight

There was such a difference, he thought, between the beauty that illuminated, and the beauty that was illuminated. ↗

— R. Scott Bakker

#insight #beauty

...when I met you, you were so beautiful, the air around you vibrated with color ... ↗

— John Geddes

#beauty #love-at-first-sight #poetry-quotes-love #beauty

You collect art: you must know that the miniature artists, at the end of careers spent painting the tiniest, most exacting details that no one would ever look at, would often put their eyes out with needles. Too much beauty, yes, but also too much seeing. They were tired of seeing. The dark was safe and warm and comfortable. Blindness was a gift. I still have seeing to do. ↗

— Ian McDonald

#beauty #blindness #seeing #sight #art

It's much easier . . . to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This would still take time. ↗

— Markus Zusak

#insight #change

We must not offer people a system of redemption, a set of insights and principles. We offer people a Redeemer. ↗

— Paul David Tripp

#paul-david-tripp #people #principles #redeemer #redemption

Denial does not change reality for everyone else. Only for the one denying and those who are foolish enough to believe the fantasy. ↗

— Elle Casey

#change

There is one way to understand another culture. Living it. Move into it, ask to be tolerated as a guest, learn the language. At some point understanding may come. It will always be wordless. The moment you grasp what is foreign, you will lose the urge to explain it. To explain a phenomenon is to distance yourself from it. ↗

— Peter Høeg

#culture #foreign #insight #language #understanding

The door opened after a few moments. Sherlock was looking slightly upwards, expecting Amyus Crowe to be standing inside the doorway, and for a moment he was confused by the empty space. His gaze droped, and he felt his heart stutter as it came to rest on the face of a girl at the same level as his own. Her cloths were dark, and in the shadows of the hall her face seemed to be floating in mid-air. ↗

— Andy Lane

#death

The sky was thick with TV. If you wore special glasses you could see them spinning through the sky among the bats and homing birds—blondes, wars, famines, football, food shows, coups d'état, hairstyles stiff with hair spray. Designer pectorals. Gliding towards Ayemenem like skydivers. Making patterns in the sky. Wheels. Windmills. Flowers blooming and unblooming. ↗

— Arundhati Roy

#saturation #sight #television #design

People don't realize how much they are in the grip of ideas. We live among ideas much more than we live in nature. ↗

— Saul Bellow

#nature