Quotes About Vibrant

She has a laugh so hearty it knocks the whipped cream off an order of strawberry shortcake on a table fifty feet away.

If London is a watercolor, New York is an oil painting.

My art is not abstract, it lives and breathes

Hollywood is a great place if you're an orange.

Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated.

Vow to be valiant. Resolve to be radiant. Determine to be dynamic. Strive to be sincere. Aspire to be attuned.

I am the world's oldest teenager. I've never lost my youthful attitude.

Joy was the most exciting woman he'd ever met, with a diversity of talents.

But that in any city, in any cluster of people, there a few people who are awake at this hour, who are both awake and dancing, and it's here that we need to be.

You're like part human, part rainbow.

The heat was alive, predatory.

The health of an enlightened and progressive society is measured by how vibrant is its science fiction, since that is where true self-critique and appraisal and hope lie.

free speech should be viewed as sacred and inviolable not simply for its own sake, but for utterly pragmatic reasons. Only through an active, vibrant, noisy ferment of criticism can blunders be discovered before they bring nations crashing down. Moreover, we can never tell in advance which criticism will later prove right; therefore, we must allow, foster, and even encourage all the criticism we can get.

As full of spirit as the month of May, and as gorgeous as the sun in Midsummer.

New York, the nation's thyroid gland.

New York, the nation's thyroid gland.

Red is much nicer than blue.

That's so her. You know, torn between Big Ideas and a party. She's always been that way.

not-so-grand metropolis of Portland.

Yet around her things were living so violently sometimes. The sun was fire, the earth solid and possible, plants were sprouting alive, trembling, whimsical, houses were made so that in them bodies could be sheltered, arms would wrap around waists, for every being and for every thing there was another being and another thing in a union that was a burning end with nothing beyond.

And so I realise that I want for myself the vibrant substratum of the word repeated in a Gregorian chant. I'm aware that everything I know I cannot say, I know only by paining or pronouncing syllables blind of meaning. And if here I have to use words for you, they must create an almost exclusively bodily meaning. I'm battling with the ultimate vibration. To tell you my substratum I make a sentence of words composed only of the now-instants.

Words are sounds transfused with unequal shadows that intersect, stalactites, lace, transfigured organ music. I hardly dare shout out words at this vibrant and rich, morbid and dark web which has its countertone in the thick bass of pain. Allegro con brio. I'll try to wrest gold from charcoal.

I see the flowers in the vase. They are wild flowers and were born without being planted. They are yellow.

It was like my whole life suddenly went from black and white to glorious Technicolor