Quotes for All
(Ravic speaking of a butterfly caught in the Louvre) In the morning it would search for flowers and life and the light honey of blossoms and would not find them and later it would fall asleep on millennial marble, weakened by then, until the grip of the delicate, tenacious feet loosened and it fell, a … Read more
the wealthy … live in marble mausoleums surrounded by the suspicions and neuroses that have replaced the medieval moats which once isolated so-called aristocrats from reality. Elsa Maxwell
In fact, since the accident, Mom doesn’t love anyone. She is marble. Beautiful. Frigid. Easily stained by her family. What’s left of us anyway. We are corpses. At first, we sought rebirth. But resurrection devoid of her love has made us zombies. We get up every morning, skip breakfast, hurry off to work or school. … Read more
[I]n the end this shall be for me sufficient, that a marble stone shall declare that a Queen, having reigned such a time, lived and died a virgin. Elizabeth I
When we first met and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. . . . Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The sculptor produces the beautiful statue by chipping away such parts of the marble block as are not needed – it is a process of elimination. Elbert Hubbard
Literature is the noblest of all the arts. Music dies on the air, or at best exists only as a memory; oratory ceases with the effort; the painter’s colors fade and the canvas rots; the marble is dragged from its pedestal and is broken into fragments. Elbert Hubbard
Earth Is Enough. We men of Earth have here the stuff Of Paradise – we have enough! We need no other stones to build The Temple of the Unfulfilled – No other ivory for the doors – No other marble for the floors – No other cedar for the beam And dome of man’s immortal … Read more
Wrap thyself in the decent veil that the arts or the graces weave for thee, O human nature! It is only the statue of marble whose nakedness the eye can behold without shame and offence! Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton
Blessed be Death, that cuts in marble What would have sunk to dust! Edna St. Vincent Millay