Quotes About Sublime

She sighed—every sublime moment must come with a bereft hour.

Adversity didn't improve everyone—or the world would be filled with men and women of flawless character and sublime insight.

Everything beautiful has a mark of eternity.

Dug from the tomb of taste-refining time, Each form is exquisite, each block sublime. Or good, or bad,-disfigur'd, or deprav'd,- All art, is at its resurrection sav'd All crown'd with glory in the critic's heav'n, Each merit magnified, each fault forgiven.

Love is not only a feeling, it is also an art. A simple word, a sensitive precaution, a mere nothing reveal to a woman the sublime artist who can touch her heart without withering it.

In the great orchestra we call life, you have an instrument and a song, and you owe it to God to play them both sublimely.

Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth, but supreme beauty—a beauty cold and austere, like that of sculpture, without appeal to any part of our weaker nature, without the gorgeous trappings of painting or music, yet sublimely pure, and capable of a stern perfection such as only the greatest art can show.

If the upper realm is, as Plato suggested, the sphere of perfect love, truth, justice, and beauty, then the artist seeks to call down the magic of this world and to create, by dint of labor and luck, the closest-to-sublime simulacra of those qualities that he or she can.

Since childhood I had treasured the sublime study of chess, the swim through ever-deepening layers of complexity. I could spend hours at a chessboard and stand up from the experience on fire with insight about chess, basketball, the ocean, psychology, love, art. The game was exhilarating and also spiritually calming. It centered me. Chess was my friend.

For all our penny-wisdom,'" he said, "'for all our soul-destroying slavery to habit, it is not to be doubted that all men have sublime thoughts.

the abject] is simply a frontier, a repulsive gift that the Other, having become alter ego, drops so that the "I" does not disappear in it but finds, in that sublime alienation, a forfeited existence.

No era un hombre romántico, o al menos no creía serlo. Pero el momento se había convertido en un poema; el viento susurraba los versos mientras el mar subía y bajaba en misterioso ritmo. Y si el mundo bajo sus pies se había convertido en un soneto, entonces ella era algo sublime" - Andrew

They are ever eager to assure us that man's most sublime thoughts of the Transcendent are but a little better than his worst: that loving intuition is the only certain guide. "By love may He be gotten and holden, but by thought never.

For three years, out of key with his time,He strove to resuscitate the dead artOf poetry; to maintain "the sublime"In the old sense. Wrong from the start—No, hardly, but seeing he had been bornIn a half savage country, out of date.

Afterward it was hard to be sure exactly when the sublime light had dazzled their minds and driven them mad, since they went insane with such calm and dignity that nobody noticed.

And that, that was wonderful.

People of this world are deluded. They're always longing for something-always, in a word, seeking. But the wise wake up. They choose reason over custom. They fix their minds on the sublime and let their bodies change with the seasons. All phenomena are empty. They contain nothing worth desiring.

Some of the benefits of swimming derive, ironically, from daring to come as close as we can to this very fight for survival. That's the sublime: the awe and the terror, together. Those moments of panic, the electric flashes of fear, are elucidating, exhilarating. The act of getting in is a small defiance of death itself.

Emily Dickinson sublimely unnames even the blanks.

A friend to kill time is a friend sublime.

Beethoven, he learned, was a proud man who believed absolutely in his own abilities and never bothered to flatter the nobility. Believing that art itself, and the proper expression of emotions, was the most SUBLIME thing in the world, he thought political power and wealth only served one purpose: to make art possible.

Putting it into words will destroy any meaning.

That cry of the soul to be lifted out of the bondage of the narrow circle of life, which carries up to God the protest and yearning of suffering man, never finds a more sublime expression than where humanity is oppressed and religion is corrupt.

I know for myself how the fruits of the gospel of Jesus Christ can transform lives from the ordinary and dreary to the extraordinary and sublime.