The slow arrow of beauty. The most noble kind of beauty is that which does not carry us away suddenly, whose attacks are not violent or intoxicating (this kind easily awakens disgust), but rather the kind of beauty which infiltrates slowly, which we carry along with us almost unnoticed, and meet up with again in dreams; finally, after it has for a long time lain modestly in our heart, it takes complete possession of us, filling our eyes with tears, our hearts with longing. What do we long for when we see beauty? To be beautiful. We think much happiness must be connected with it. But that is an error.

And then we met you, and it was like he woke up. You couldn't see it, because you'd never known him any different. But I saw it. Hodge saw it. Alec saw it -why do you think he hated you so much? It was like that form the second we met you. You thought it was amazing that you could see us, and it was, but what was amazing to me was that Jace

Cassandra Clare

I cry, sometimes, because I'm not 20 years younger, and I'm not healthy. But if I were, I would even sacrifice my writing to enter politics.

Oriana Fallaci

Dogmatism and skepticism are both, in a sense, absolute philosophies one is certain of knowing, the other of not knowing. What philosophy should dissipate is certainty, whether of knowledge or ignorance.

Bertrand Russell

Three things drive a man outdoors; smoke, a leaking roof and a scolding wife.

Proverb

I enjoyed working as a model a lot as it let me travel and I got to do some really interesting projects.

Patricia Velasquez

Perhaps it is a human thing, to look upon such beauty and fail to encompass it.

Robin McKinley

When people talk of the freedom of writing, speaking or thinking I cannot choose but laugh. No such thing ever existed. No such thing now exists; but I hope it will exist. But it must be hundreds of years after you and I shall write and speak no more.

John Adams

Battles, in these ages, are transacted by mechanism; with the slightest possible development of human individuality or spontaneity; men now even die, and kill one another, in an artificial manner.

Thomas Carlyle, History of the F

Even in winter an isolated patch of snow has a special quality.

Andy Goldsworthy

The appearance of a cat is not controlled by the color of it's skin but by the content of its hairacter.

Brian Michael Cote

It's time to stop just talking, it's time to stop just intending, it's time for action; it's time to shut-up and say something!

Steve Maraboli

She runs the gamut of emotions from A to B.

Dorothy Parker