Air Quote by John Milton

“With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet,…

— John Milton

“...she gave thanks to the images of the stars for the joy she had had of the night, when the constellations shone in their…

— Lord Dunsany

“Beauty, the world seemed to say. And as if to prove it (scientifically) wherever he looked at the houses, at the railings, at the…

— Virginia Woolf

She was no longer that happy creature who in earlier youth wandered with me on the banks of the lake and talked with ecstasy…

— Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

Her heart felt as if it were breaking in her breast, bleeding and bleeding, young and fierce. From grief over the warm and ardent…

— Sigrid Undset

I watched the sky a long time, concluding that such beauty was reserved for distant, dangerous places, and that nature has good reason for…

— Richard Byrd

She was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight, A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes…

— William Wordsworth

Everything about her was warm and soft and scented; even the stains of her grief became her as raindrops do the beaten rose.

— Edith Wharton

Her image was my ensign: snows melted, Hedges sprouted, the moon tenderly shone, The owls trilled with tongues of nightingale.

— Robert Graves

We were made to enjoy music, to enjoy beautiful sunsets, to enjoy looking at the billows of the sea and to be thrilled with…

— Desmond Tutu

They passed out of the shade beneath the eaves and flew into sunglare and silence and it was an action she only partly saw,…

— Don DeLillo

She bounded before me, and returned to my side, and was off again like a young greyhound; and, at first, I found plenty of…

— Emily Bronte