For every moment of triumph, for every instance of beauty, many souls must be trampled.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
The most glorious moments in your life are not the so-called days of success, but rather those days when out of dejection and despair you feel rise in you a challenge to life, and the promise of future accomplishments.
If we could only snap the fetters of the body that bind the feet of the soul, we shall experience a great joy. Then we shall not be miserable because of the body's sufferings. We shall become free.
Without realizing it, the individual composes his life according to the laws of beauty even in times of greatest distress.
That cry of the soul to be lifted out of the bondage of the narrow circle of life, which carries up to God the protest and yearning of suffering man, never finds a more sublime expression than where humanity is oppressed and religion is corrupt.
There is in true beauty, as in courage, something which narrow souls cannot dare to admire.
The human soul is hungry for beauty; we seek it everywhere - in landscape, music, art, clothes, furniture, gardening, companionship, love, religion, and in ourselves. No one would desire not to be beautiful. When we experience the beautiful, there is a sense of homecoming.
Beauty is whatever gives joy.
The soul preserves beauty.
Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.