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“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

“His nature had developed like a flower, had borne blossoms of scarlet flame. Out of its secret hiding-place had crept his Soul, and Desire…

— Oscar Wilde

“His heart was a rose and in his skull another rose bloomed. The room was full of grace. A sweet, clean grace, not washed…

— Nathanael West

“His work is as it were, a sacred object and the true fruit of his life, and his aim in storing it away for…

— Arthur Schopenhaur

“How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and monring dew”

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

... being perpetually charmed by his familiar siren, that is, by his geometry, he neglected to eat and drink and took no care of…

— Plutarch

“It was his beauty that had ruined him, his beauty and the youth that he had prayed for. But for those two things, his…

— Oscar Wilde

“Out of the deep sophistication of Anthony an understanding formed, nothing atavistic or obscure, indeed scarcely physical at all, an understanding remembered from the…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“How very lovable her face was to him. Yet there was nothing ethereal about it; all was real vitality, real warmth, real incarnation. And…

— Thomas Hardy

“the outlines of his figure were indistinct—but his features were the features of a deity; for the mantle of the night, and of the…

— Edgar Allan Poe

“THE ROSE OF THE WORLD WHO dreamed that beauty passes like a dream? For these red lips, with all their mournful pride, Mournful that…

— William Butler Yeats

“She walked with measured steps, draped in striped and fringed cloths, treading the earth proudly, with a slight jingle and flash of barbarous ornaments.…

— Joseph Conrad