Suffering accepted and vanquished. . . . will give you a serenity which may well prove the most exquisite fruit of your life.
She had known happiness, exquisite happiness, intense happiness, and it silvered the rough waves a little more brightly, as daylight faded, and the blue went out of the sea and it rolled in waves of pure lemon which curved and swelled and broke upon the beach and the ecstasy burst in her eyes and waves of pure delight raced over the floor of her mind and she felt, It is enough! It is enough!
I have occasionally had the exquisite thrill of putting my finger on a little capsule of truth, and heard it give the faint squeak of mortality under my pressure.
The pleasures of humility are really the most refined, inward, and exquisite delights in the world.
Maybe [artistry] doesn't have to be quite so full of anguish if you never happened to believe, in the first place, that the most extraordinary aspects of your being came from you. But maybe if you just believed that they were on loan to you from some unimaginable source for some exquisite portion of your life to be passed along when you're finished. . . it starts to change everything.
Whether one sees the world as God's creation or as a secular mystery that science is on the way to figuring out, there is no denying the beauty and majesty of everything from mountain ranges, deserts, and rain forests to the exquisite details in the design of an ordinary mosquito.
The exquisite order displayed by our scientific understanding of the physical world calls for the divine.
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
The matter of international relations is very subtle and exquisite.
But some of us are beginning to pull well away, in our irritation, from. . . the exquisite tasters, the vintage snobs, the three-star Michelin gourmets. There is, we feel, a decent area somewhere between boiled carrots and Beluga caviare, sour plonk and Chateau Lafitte, where we can take care of our gullets and bellies without worshipping them.
Louis Armstrong, who learned to be in exquisite dress, came from the bottom, and he's not a trash can.