Quotes About Splendor

In the Eighties, live work had to be very extravagant.

God is a God of glory

The Saturn system is a rich planetary system. It offers mystery, scientific insight, and obviously splendour beyond compare, and the investigation of this system has enormous cosmic reach... just studying the rings alone, we stand to learn a lot about the discs of stars and gas that we call the spiral galaxies.

Ugliness has its own splendor when it houses a soul of beauty.

Glamour is a shooting star, it catches your eye, but fades away, beauty is the sun always brilliant day after day.

This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.

The splendor of a soul in grace is so seductive that it surpasses the beauty of all created things.

The Heavenly City will vie with the moon and even the sun for beauty and splendour!

For to witness majesty, to find yourself literally touched by it - isn't that what we've all been waiting for?

Pulchritude--beauty where you would least suspect it, hidden in a word that looked like it should signify a belch or a skin infection.

Creator uncreated. Sole one, unique one, who traverses eternity, Remote one, with millions under his care; Your splendor is like heaven's splendor.

I don't really know; I'm not in the Operations Room, you see. All I do know is that the world has a Chief who was victorious when the powers of darkness struck at Him with everything they had. He has the plans today. The darkness won't last forever. There's a splendor beyond. ~Flying Officer George Dymory Ingleford, Enemy Brothers

All I do know is that the world has a Chief who was victorious when the powers of darkness struck at him with everything they had. He has the plans today. The darkness won't last forever. There's a splendour beyond.

I wonder, in all of our family travels when times were good, in the fields of Europe and the far-flung reaches of the South Pacific, have I ever seen a place more glorious to the eye and beguiling to the senses than this one? Around us, misted valleys and high mountain vistas offer fold upon fold upon hundredfold of myriad greens. All is dressed in a splendor of cloud shadows.

We're relieved—and that's what makes us both feel so terrible. Can you imagine? To me, that would be the ultimate disgrace, to leave behind people who felt relief rather than sorrow at my passing. It would mean that I hadn't added value to this world. That I hadn't earned my keep as one of God's creatures. Isn't that the least we owe our Creator for all this splendor? To make a mark, to effect a change, to lighten a load, to do something to repay Him for this gift of life?

Everything is created from moment to moment, always new. Like fireworks, this universe is a celebration and you are the spectator contemplating the eternal Fourth of July of your absolute splendor.

Treading the soil of the moon, palpitating its pebbles, tasting the panic and splendor of the event, feeling in the pit of one's stomach the separation from terra - these form the most romantic sensation an explorer has ever known.

Treading the soil of the moon, palpating its pebbles, tasting the panic and splendor of the event, feeling in the pit of one's stomach the separation from terra... these form the most romantic sensation an explorer has ever known... this is the only thing I can say about the matter. The utilitarian results do not interest me.

There are a couple of ways to avoid death, one is to be magnificent.

What splendor nature proffered to the eye of any man who had half the wit to appreciate it!

Beauty is the splendor of truth. (Die Schönheit ist der Glanz der Wahrheit)

resplendent chambers of a true king's tomb.

We are the gods of poverty, but why should we be ashamed in front of those gods of good fortune? We and they, all of us, have our own fates. Not only that, but while they are on friendly terms with emperors, aristocrats, feudal lords, the privileged class and, yes, wealthy townspeople, and provide them with different kinds of luxury and splendor, they're not intimate with men of virtue at all.

What remains uncertain, rather, is whether this gain in evidence and (we might as well say it) splendor is due to the slow retreat of the sky, which as it moves away, sinks deeper and deeper into darkness, or whether on the contrary, it is the moon that is coming forward, collecting the previously scattered light and depriving the sky of it, concentrating it all in the round mouth of its funnel.