Aesthetic Fonts Quotes & Sayings

When he played, though - when he played he could liquefy your soul. He walked on water - well, his fingers did - liquid supple and fluid smooth, running, dripping, flowing. — Rabih Alameddine

On the day that the intlligence and talents of women are fully honored and employed, the human community and the planet itself will benefit in ways we can only begin to imagine. — Anita Diamant

If I drive myself to the brink of my ability, then I don't get stale or bored. — Dean Koontz

Aesthetic and moral education are closely related to this sensory education. Multiply the sensations, and develop the capacity of appreciating fine differences in stimuli and we refine the sensibility and multiply man's pleasures. Beauty lies in harmony, not in contrast; and harmony is refinement; therefore, there must be a fineness of the senses if we are to appreciate harmony. The aesthetic harmony of nature is lost upon him who has coarse senses. The world to him is narrow and barren. In life about us, there exist inexhaustible fonts of aesthetic enjoyment, before which men pass as insensible as the brutes seeking their enjoyment in those sensations which are crude and showy, since they are the only ones accessible to them. Now, from the enjoyment of gross pleasures, vicious habits very often spring. Strong stimuli, indeed, do not render acute, but blunt the senses, so that they require stimuli more and more accentuated and more and more gross. — Montessori Maria

I think if you talk to my colleagues, I was less than a fearsome individual. — Karl Rove

We need to get out of Pakistan..." she said, trailing off. "We are going to die here." I looked towards her and saw how saddened she looked. She felt so hopeless so soon? I became concerned and scared. "Are we going to Uncle Rannie's to find Ambriel?" I asked. Once again, no answer. I became angry but held my tongue. She was my big sister, and I respected her more than words could express. I thought we had to find our other leg to make the tripod whole. The two of us were incomplete without Ambriel. We had to find our sister. — Brian Arthur Levene

The doctors, nurses, and I didn't cry because the bewildered husbands and stricken daughters were crying enough for all of us. — Hope Jahren

Hello, Not-There, Piper said. Not-There was her private name for God just lately. Earlier in the fall it had been The Great Maybe. During the summer, it had been The Omnipotent Could-Be. — Stephen King