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Every man feels instinctively that all the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.
--
Rousseau and the Sentimentalists.

 

James Russell Lowell

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Beautiful ladies in danger. Danger all around the world. But I will protect them, because I am Chris de Burgh!
Beautiful ladies in emergency situations.
Beautiful ladies are lovely but sometimes they don't take care
They're too busy with their makeup and combing their lovely hair
To take basic safety precautions
But I will protect them I will save the pretty ones
With their smiles and their beautiful eyes
But let the ugly ones die
I have no place for them in my new world order
I won't waste my seed on hideous trolls
Kill kill kill kill kill the trolls
hunt them down there shall be no clemency
Kill kill kill kill kill the trolls
Look under the bridges that's where they hide
That's where they hide
And beauty shall be my bride.

 

Bill Bailey

 

The synthesis of absolute innocence and absolute guilt is not an aesthetic category, but a metaphysical one. This is the real reason why one has always been ashamed to call the life of Christ a tragedy, because one instinctively feels that aesthetic categories do not exhaust the matter. In yet another way it is clear that Christ’s life is something more than can be exhausted in aesthetic categories: by the fact that these categories neutralize themselves in this phenomenon, and are still in equilibrium. The identity of an absolute action and an absolute suffering is beyond the powers of aesthetics, and belongs to metaphysics. This identity is exemplified in the life of Christ, for His suffering is absolute because the action is absolutely free, and His action is absolute suffering because it is absolute obedience. Hence the element of guilt which remains is not subjectively reflected, and this makes the sorrow profound.

 

Soren Aabye Kierkegaard

 

There is a great difference between one idler and another idler. There is someone who is an idler out of laziness and lack of character, owing to the baseness of his nature. If you like, you may take me for one of those. Then there is the other kind of idler, the idler despite himself, who is inwardly consumed by a great longing for action who does nothing because his hands are tied, because he is, so to speak, imprisoned somewhere, because he lacks what he needs to be productive, because disastrous circumstances have brought him forcibly to this end. Such a one does not always know what he can do, but he nevertheless instinctively feels, I am good for something! My existence is not without reason! I know that I could be a quite a different person! How can I be of use, how can I be of service? There is something inside me, but what can it be? He is quite another idler. If you like you may take me for one of those.

 

Vincent van Gogh

 

There is a great difference between one idler and another idler. There is someone who is an idler out of laziness and lack of character, owing to the baseness of his nature. If you like, you may take me for one of those. Then there is the other kind of idler, the idler despite himself, who is inwardly consumed by a great longing for action who does nothing because his hands are tied, because he is, so to speak, imprisoned somewhere, because he lacks what he needs to be productive, because disastrous circumstances have brought him forcibly to this end. Such a one does not always know what he can do, but he nevertheless instinctively feels, I am good for something! My existence is not without reason! I know that I could be a quite a different person! How can I be of use, how can I be of service? There is something inside me, but what can it be? He is quite another idler. If you like you may take me for one of those.

 

Vincent Van Gogh

 

You are very lovely now and soon you will be beautiful. Ant not in an ordinary way. Youth is always beautiful, but you are like some creatures of fairy born to bring ill to mortals. Only trouble can follow such gifts

 

Alice Borchardt