A reg exp is a thing of beauty but it is not a joy forever. Instead, it makes my head hurt.
Those who dwell, as scientists or laymen, among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life. Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.
Book: “The Sense of Wonder” by Rachel Carson
All seasons are beautiful for the person who carries happiness within.
Those cosmetic drugs, she said, those mood equalizers and antidepressants, they only treat the symptoms of the bigger problem. Every addiction, she said, was just a way to treat this same problem. Drugs or overeating or alcohol or sex, it was all just another way to find peace. To escape what we know. Our education. Our bite of the apple. Language, she said, was just our way to explain away the wonder and the glory of the world. To deconstruct. To dismiss. She said people can’t deal with how beautiful the world really is. How it can’t be explained and understood.
Book: “Choke” by Chuck Palahniuk, pgs 150-151
Study and, in general, the pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all of our lives.
A beautiful thing is never perfect.
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air—explode softly—and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn’t go cheap, either - not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.
The mathematical sciences particularly exhibit order, symmetry, and limitation; and these are the greatest forms of the beautiful.
Book: “Metaphysica” by Aristotle
For me the thrill comes from innovating within a basic design and making something that beautifully performs its purpose.
Cherish your vision; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes from your purest thought. If you remain true to them, your world will at last be built.
A beautiful mind can create the illusion of a beautiful body but a beautiful body cannot create the illusion of a beautiful mind.
One person may look out onto a beautiful view and not feel or register much of anything, while another will be awed and overwhelmed by its beauty. We may experience deep pleasure and a profound communication while in conversation with someone because of what is spoken, or we may forget in an instant that we ever spent a moment together because nothing significant occurred. It is all a product of our mind!
Book: “Numbers: The Master Key” by Clayne Conings
Beauty is truth, truth beauty.
That is all ye know on Earth, and all ye need to know.
That is all ye know on Earth, and all ye need to know.
Jonathan held in thought an image of the great gull-flocks on the shore of another time, and he knew with practiced ease that he was not bone and feather…but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all.
Book: “Johnathan Livingston Seagull”
One minute was enough, Tyler said, a person had to work hard for it, but a minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.
Book: “Fight Club” by Chuck Palahniuk, pg 33
She laughed; the softest, gentlest laugh he’d ever heard. “Did you ever wonder what it would be like to go swimming out among the stars?”
Book: “Myst: The Book of Atrus”
Joy in looking and comprehending is nature’s most beautiful gift.
The sense of beauty is a tuning fork in the brain that hums when we stumble on something beautiful.
This—this was what made life: a moment of quiet, the water falling in the fountain, the girl’s voice…a moment of captured beauty. He who is truly wise will never permit such moments to escape.
It was an exquisite day. It was one of those days so clear, so still, so silent, you almost feel the earth itself has stopped in astonishment at its own beauty.
Every man has a different idea of what’s beautiful, and it’s best to take the gesture, the shadow of the branch, and let the mind create the tree.
The chief forms of beauty are order and symmetry and definiteness, which the mathematical sciences demonstrate in a special degree.