Quotes About Ethereal

I will only observe, that that ethereal sense - sight, and touch, which is at the other extremity of the scale, have from time acquired a very remarkable additional power.

He wanted actually to live inside the dream that captured his eye, to spend his days and nights in a fume of burnished gold.

She had an ethereal, dreamy personality that was typified by her adamant refusal to wear her glasses despite terrible nearsightedness. I once asked her if she could see without them, and she said that things were very fuzzy. So why didn't she wear the glasses? 'I really do prefer the world unclear' she said.

Humankind, fleet of life like tree leaves, unsubstantial as shadows, weak creatures of clay, wingless, ephemeral, sorrow worn, and dreamlike.

the twilight zone

On the moon we spoke a soft, liquid tongue, and sang in the starlight, looking down on the dead dried world.

Outside were the eucalyptus trees, like lace against the sky. If it were only possible to lie against them, light and bodiless, sink into their softness, deeper and deeper, lost in them, buried, never come back again....

Surely you've been sent from the heavens to teach us mortals what beauty is.

Il fallait cueillir sur ses lèvres les mots qu'elle s'arrachait dans un souffle et que leur mystère rendait troublants comme des oracles. Ses souvenirs, ses idées, ses soucis flottaient hors du temps, transformés en rêves irréels et poignants par sa voix puérile et l'imminence de sa mort.

We are ghosts in Victorian gowns, lilac apparitions with parasols…

Life!, is but only...A faint whisper!".

And she saw beauty even in the tiny sparkles of dust suspended in the air, high above.

Life is but an empty dream

Spirit of spirits!

souls should, by definition, also teach about "the metaphysical dimensions

Him the Almighty PowerHurl'd headlong flaming from th' ethereal skyWith hideous ruin and combustion downTo bottomless perdition, there to dwellIn adamantine chains and penal fire,Who durst defy th' Omnipotent to arms.

Above the smoke and stir of this dim spotWhich men call earth.

The starry copeOf heaven.

Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep.

Most people, they are afraid to believe in ghosts. Me, i'm afraid not to believe. Because, well, what then? If there really is nothing else- nowhere to go after this, no way to linger on this plane to finish unsettled business it we must, then that means each moment, each breath, each passing second, is as ethereal as the wind. It means all we do here on earth- the going and coming, the loving and hating- it is all for naught. So, no. Ghosts don't scare me. But no ghosts- that terrifies me.

sylvan netherworld

Some of her turned to mist, and crept out the pores of her skin.

There was just a thin fall of powdery snow in the air. It came onto their hats, not seeming to fall as much as to suddenly appear with its chill greeting on lips and noses.

Some of Mozart's Andantes emanate an ethereal desolation, a sort of dream funeral in another life.