Mick Foley Quotes

How was it that destruction could be so beautiful? Was there something in the scale of it? Was there some shadow in people, lusting for it? Or was it just a coincidental combination of the elements, the final proof that beauty has no moral dimension?

She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.

How lavish is Nature building, pulling down, creating, destroying, chasing every material particle from form to form, ever changing, ever beautiful.

The fire was silent, the little houses collapsing into the flames without complaint, flocks of sparks rising to the sky. At a distance it seemed beautiful, and I thought it was strange that powerful violence is often so pleasing to the eye.

Real strength never impairs beauty or harmony, but it often bestows it, and in everything imposingly beautiful, strength has much to do with the magic.

Was she really beautiful? Was she at least what they call attractive? She was exasperation, she was torture.

A good form strikes all eyes pleasantly, long before they have any science on the subject; and a beautiful face sets twenty hearts in palpitation, prior to all consideration of the mechanical proportions of the features and head.

The House Beautiful is the play lousy.

Were they beautiful? We were all beautiful. We were in our twenties.

Novelty is an essential attribute of the beautiful.

[Edinburgh] is a city of shifting light, of changing skies, of sudden vistas. A city so beautiful it breaks the heart again and again.

He really was beautiful. I know boys aren’t supposed to be, but he was.

One can do such lovely things with so little. Subjects that are too beautiful end by appearing theatrical.

You are so beautiful, it hurts me sometimes. -Dimitri to Rose

There is nothing in all the world more beautiful or significant of the laws of the universe than the nude human body.

Love and art do not embrace what is beautiful but what is made beautiful by this embrace.

I asked her, "Are you an optimist or a pessimist?" She looked at her watch and said, "I'm optimistic." "Then I have some bad news for you, because humans are going to destroy each others as soon as it becomes easy enough to, which will be very soon." "Why do beautiful songs make you sad?" "Because they aren't true." "Never?" "Nothing is beautiful and true." She smiled, but in a way that wasn't just happy, and said, "You sound just like Dad.

You are so beautiful to me.

Justice, truth, and beauty are sisters and comrades. With three such beautiful words we have no need to look for any others.

I think information is key and at the end of the day it doesn't matter if it's sustainable or not to a consumer, most of the time, they just want to know that it's beautiful. So we have to serve those people with desirability and conscientiousness at the same time, it's a challenge.

I love things that are old and beautiful and tell a story, even if it's a sad one.

For what could be more beautiful than the heavens which contain all beautiful things.

Love loves unto purity. Love has ever in view the absolute loveliness of that which it beholds. Therefore all that is not beautiful in the beloved, all that comes between and is not of love's kind, must be destroyed. And our God is a consuming fire.

A beautiful thing is precious no matter the price

Elegance means being beautiful both on the inside and out.