
„Oh, beauty, are you not enough?
Why am I crying after love?“
— Sara Teasdale, Spring Night
"Spring Night"
Rivers to the Sea (1915)
"Spring Night"
Rivers to the Sea (1915)
— Sara Teasdale, Spring Night
"Spring Night"
Rivers to the Sea (1915)
— Marianne von Werefkin expressionist painter 1860 - 1938
Vol. 1: 'My beautiful One, My Unique!', pp. 130-140
1895 - 1905, Lettres à un Inconnu, 1901 – 1905; Museo Communale, Ascona
— Oscar Wilde, An Ideal Husband
Mabel Chiltern, Act I
An Ideal Husband (1895)
— José Rizal Filipino writer, ophthalmologist, polyglot and nationalist 1861 - 1896
"Mi Ultimo Adios", st. 5
— Margaret Atwood, livro O Conto da Aia
Fonte: The Handmaid's Tale
— Julia Quinn, livro The Secret Diaries of Miss Miranda Cheever
Fonte: The Secret Diaries of Miss Miranda Cheever
— Sarah Dessen, livro Keeping the Moon
Fonte: Keeping the Moon
— Letitia Elizabeth Landon English poet and novelist 1802 - 1838
The Golden Violet - The Queen of Cyprus
The Golden Violet (1827)
— Louisa May Alcott, livro Little Women
Fonte: Little Women
— Anne Sexton poet from the United States 1928 - 1974
"Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs"
Transformations (1971)
— Jane Welsh Carlyle Scottish writer 1801 - 1866
Letter to Eliza Stodart (29 February 1836).
— William Goldman, livro The Princess Bride
Fonte: The Princess Bride
— Bill Burr American actor, comedian and a celebrity podcaster 1968
Premium Blend, episode [2.03], June 20, 1998
— Letitia Elizabeth Landon English poet and novelist 1802 - 1838
The London Literary Gazette, 1823
— Bob Seger American singer-songwriter 1945
Fire Lake.
Song lyrics, Against the Wind (1980)
— George William Russell Irish writer, editor, critic, poet, and artistic painter 1867 - 1935
"Creation"
By Still Waters (1906)
Contexto: Sacred thy laughter on the air,
Holy thy lightest word that fell,
Proud the innumerable hair
That waved at the enchanter's spell.
Oh Master of the Beautiful,
Creating us from hour to hour,
Give me this vision to the full
To see in lightest things thy power!
This vision give, no heaven afar,
No throne, and yet I will rejoice,
Knowing beneath my feet a star,
Thy word in every wandering voice.