{"quotes":[{"text":"Rome and New York were impressive, but they knew they were. They had the beauty of a vain woman who had squeezed herself into her favourite dress after hours of careful self worship. There was a raw, feral beauty about this landscape that was totally unselfconscious but no less real...There was no pomp or vainty here; this was an innocent, natural beauty, the best kind, like a woman first thing in the morning, lit up by the sun streaming through a window, who doesn't quite believe it when you tell her how beautiful she is.","author":"Leonardo Donofrio","tags":["beautiful","beautiful-writing","beauty","buildings","italian","italy","new-york","new-york-city","personification","rome","tuscany","woman"],"id":3674,"author_id":"Leonardo+Donofrio"},{"text":"The river was so blue it seemed to be breathing.","author":"Brian Morton","tags":["beautiful-writing","descriptive","nature"],"id":8498,"author_id":"Brian+Morton"},{"text":"But that was two years ago. She wasn’t sexy to me anymore. Now she was lethal.","author":"Penelope Douglas","tags":["amazing-book","beautiful-writing","inspirational"],"id":15408,"author_id":"Penelope+Douglas"},{"text":"Twenty minutes into our walk away from the wall put us deep in a forest of fir, pine, cottonwood, and aspen trees. The lush forest floor was alive and danced with shadows cast from an endless parade of swaying trees. As we approached early evening it was cool and peaceful. The sound of the trees moving in the wind high above seemed like a friendly traveling companion, calling us farther and farther into the depths of the forest.","author":"Patrick Carman","tags":["beautiful-writing","forest","imagery","trees"],"id":17364,"author_id":"Patrick+Carman"},{"text":"I do not believe any person is born knowing how to be human. Everyone has to learn their letters and everyone has to learn how to be alive.. . . .Maybe it's not a lesson so much as it's a magic trick. You can make a little girl into anything if you say the right words. Take her apart until all that's left is her red, red heart thumping against the world. Stitch her up again real good. Now, maybe you get a woman. If you're lucky. If that's what you were after. Just as easy to end up with a blackbird or a circus bear or a coyote. Or a parrot, just saying what's said to you, doing what's done to you, copying until it comes so natural that even when you're all alone, you keep on cawing __hello, pretty bird__ at the dark.","author":"Catherynne M. Valente","tags":["beautiful-writing","being-human","growing-up"],"id":19248,"author_id":"Catherynne+M.+Valente"},{"text":"There are exactly as many special occasions in life as we choose to celebrate.","author":"Robert Brault","tags":["beautiful","beautiful-writing","happiness","inspiration","inspirational","love","quotes","writing"],"id":22112,"author_id":"Robert+Brault"},{"text":"When he opened his eyes again, all words escaped him. He had seen her just a second ago and yet his eyes were unprepared for the beauty they saw. Her face was perfect.Her cheeks were still flushed from the excitement. It was the same face he could not wait to see every morning; the same cheeks he had kissed every day for the past four weeks. “You’re not good for me,” he whispered.","author":"Jacqueline Francis - The Journal","tags":["beautiful-writing","love-story","romance"],"id":23650,"author_id":"Jacqueline+Francis+-+The+Journal"},{"text":"When people are cruel it's often said that they have no heart, only a cold space or lump of ice in their chest. This was never true of Avalon. She had no heart, everyone knew, but there was nothing cold about her. In her chest burned an enormous coal, white-hot, brighter than the North Star. North knew the truth about Avalon: she was made of fire, and she would burn them all.","author":"Kirsty Logan","tags":["beautiful-writing","fire","heart"],"id":26450,"author_id":"Kirsty+Logan"},{"text":"She had been born with a different name, to a woman with laughing eyes and warmly whispered words of love who’d died degraded and afraid on a misty Irish morning.","author":"C.S. Harris","tags":["beautiful-writing","death","woman"],"id":29736,"author_id":"C.S.+Harris"},{"text":"Wherever you travel to, appreciate the culture and beauty of the place.","author":"Lailah Gifty Akita","tags":["appreciation-of-landscape","appreciation-of-nature","appreciation-of-people","beautiful","beautiful-places","beautiful-world","beautiful-writing","cultural-differences","culture","culture-critique","landscapes-of-a-heart","places","places-of-the-world","travel","travel","travel-writing","traveler","traveler-between-worlds","traveler-s-heart","travelers","travelers-blessing","traveling","traveling-alone","traveling-through-books","travels"],"id":31771,"author_id":"Lailah+Gifty+Akita"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":73,"pages":8,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}