Quotes About Splendour

Beauty is necessarily shrouded in mystery--which is part of its splendour.

There can be no doubt, I thought, pushing aside the newspaper, that our mean lives, unsightly as they are, put on splendour and have meaning only under the eyes of love

Contemplating the scene?' inquired the dismal man. 'I was,' said Mr. Pickwick. 'And congratulating yourself on being up so soon?' Mr. Pickwick nodded assent. 'Ah! people need to rise early, to see the sun in all his splendour, for his brightness seldom lasts the day through. The morning of day and the morning of life are but too much alike.

I love the thunder rumbling, crashing, Peal after peal along the skies; While from the clouds the lightning flashing In deathful splendour, strikes, destroys.

His thinking was a dusk of doubt and selfmistrust lit up at moments by the lightnings of intuition, but lightnings of so clear a splendour that in those moments the world perished about his feet as if it had been fireconsumed: and thereafter his tongue grew heavy and he met the eyes of others with unanswering eyes for he felt that the spirit of beauty had folded him round like a mantle and that in revery at leas he had been acquainted with nobility.

All this counting and measuring of nanoparticles, each one thirty-billionths of a metre. She had been trying to measure how much of herself she had lost, had been waiting for the possibility of splendour, waiting to understand why she had given herself, so completely, away. She would not wait anymore. She

No person is more convinced than I am of the necessity of giving great splendour and energy to the great hereditary magistracy exercised by the king; but in a free country, there can only be citizens and public officers.

This is the way we summon one another, but it is not the way we call upon the Name. We stand in rags, we beg for tears to dissolve the immovable landmarks of hatred. How beautiful our heritage, to have this way of speaking to eternity, how bountiful this solitude, surrounded, filled, and mastered by the Name, from which all things arise in splendour, depending one upon the other.

Why, sir, said he, looking about him, what splendour I see: gold lace, breeches, cocked hats. Allow me to recommend a sandwich. And would you be contemplating an attack, at all? It had crossed my mind, I must admit, said Jack. Indeed, I may go so far as to say, that I am afraid a conflict is now virtually inevitable. Did you notice we have cleared for action?

So there was splendour and wealth, but no great happiness perchance, behind the tall caned portals of Gaunt House with its smoky coronets and ciphers. The feasts there were of the grandest in London, but there was not overmuch content therewith, except among the guests who sat at my lord's table. Had he not been so great a Prince very few possibly would have visited him; but in Vanity Fair the sins of very great personages are looked at indulgently.

I think about all the strangeness of his being here, sleeping in homespun sheets, wearing the same clothes for days on end, eating bread and cheese, and not complaining about any of it. It almost seems like he prefers a nest of spies and assassins to the splendour of his own bed.

Beauty is the splendour of truth

If the radiance of a thousand suns Were to burst at once into the sky That would be like the splendour of the Mighty One... I am become Death, The shatterer of worlds. [ Quoted from the Bhagavad Gita after the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki .]

As the sun gazed upon makes everything else look dark and dim , so does the cross darken the false splendour of this world.

Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art-- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite.

On the Continent, bishops did not spurn such creature comforts, and regarded splendour as an essential prerequisite of their public role.

Of course', Churchill told Linlithgow, 'my ideal is narrow and limited. I want to see the British Empire preserved for a few more generations in its strength and splendour,' and he added, 'Only the most prodigious exertions of British genius will achieve this result.

The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- Now lending splendour, where from secret springs The source of human thought its tribute brings.