Quotes About Exquisite

The most exquisite Folly is made of Wisdom spun too fine.

Honestly, I love Ruth's Chris.

You're in exquisite pain, you're not sleeping.' the mention of insomnia was always risky but usually paid off. People in pain don't general sleep well, insomniacs are exquisitely great full for people to recognize their weariness.

If I see an orchid that's fantastically expensive, I'll buy it. It's worth it, for no other reason than it gives me pleasure.

In the name of Hypocrites, doctors have invented the most exquisite form of torture ever known to man: survival.

such a brutal way of killing someone that it gave birth to the word "excruciating.

La naturaleza es una maravilla, ¿verdad? — dijo ella, sentándose en una roca de superficie plana y ordenando las conchas sobre la rodilla. —Siempre — convino él—, incluso cuando sus efectos son catastróficos para los seres humanos que han intentado dominarla o desafiarla. Es la quintaesencia del artista perfecto, y también sabe producir cosas tan frágiles y exquisitas como esas conchas.

I forgive them their unhappiness, I forgive them for walking out of the world. But I don't forgive them for turning their faces away, for taking off their veils and dancing for death — for hurtling toward oblivion on the sharp blades of their exquisite poems, saying: this is the way.

Hydrogen sulfide is as lethal, molecule for molecule, as cyanide. This may explain why humans evolved such exquisite sensitivity to its smell.

You are still, as you ever were, lovely, beautiful beyond expression.

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Story, as I understood it by reading Faulkner, Hardy, Cather, and Hemingway, was a powerful and clarifying human invention. The language alone, as I discovered it in Gerard Manley Hopkins and Faulkner, was exquisitely beautiful, also weirdly and mysteriously evocative.

But with exquisite breathing you smile, with satisfaction of love, And I touch you again as you tick in the silence and settle in sleep.

Why, you love him! Your fear, your terror, all of that is just love and love of the most exquisite kind, the kind which people do not admit even to themselves.

It was here that she was indeed Woman, for here she gave rein to her ardent and cruel temperament. She was living, more refined and savage, more execrable and exquisite. She more energetically awakened the dulled senses of man, more surely bewitched and subdued his power of will, with the charm of a tall venereal flower, on sacrilegious beds, in impious hothouses.

Con el cultivo de la inteligencia vienen los gustos costosos

I'll admit that the discovery of evolution is humbling, but it is also empowering. It transforms our relationship to the life around us. Instead of being outsiders watching the natural world go by, we are insiders. We are part of the process; we are the exquisite result of billions of years of natural research and development.

If you talk to some of the older players, they definitely say they see beauty in certain games. In my case, there are certain times when I think, 'Wow, that's so amazing, chess is so full of ideas.' But most of the time I tend to be much more pragmatic about it, as opposed to thinking about it as art or something exquisite.

There were nauseous musical instruments, stringed, grass, and wood-wind, on which St. John and I sometimes produced dissonances of exquisite morbidity and cacodaemoniacal ghastliness...

The cases were of a strange golden wood, with fronts of exquisite glass, and containing the mummified forms of creatures outreaching in grotesqueness the most chaotic dreams of man.

Our shadows, now parallel, now close together and joined, traced an exquisite pattern at our feet.

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.

The queen was settling on the edge of the bed, ungainly with hesitation and at the same time exquisite in her grace, like a heron landing in a treetop.

Yes, everything he touched, everything he owned, everything in his orbit was rare, beautiful, and expensive, but none more so than the treasure in his own bedroom, the most exquisite jewel in his kingdom. Oliver felt his fangs sharpen in anticipation at the thought.