The deepest quality of a work of art will always be the quality of the mind of the producer...No good novel will ever proceed from a superficial mind.
Henry JamesRead
His kiss was like white lightning, a flash that spread, and spread again, and stayed.
Interpretation
The kiss is intensely electrifying and leaves a lasting impression.
This quote conveys the powerful and unforgettable nature of a kiss, comparing it to a sudden burst of white lightning that resonates and lingers. It captures the essence of love and passion, emphasizing how such moments can be transformative and memorable.
In practice
This quote could be shared during a romantic dinner to express the intensity of a relationship.
The deepest quality of a work of art will always be the quality of the mind of the producer...No good novel will ever proceed from a superficial mind.
What is character but the determination of incident? What is incident but the illustration of character?
Never say you know the last word about any human heart.
I adore adverbs; they are the only qualifications I really much respect.
We care what happens to people only in proportion as we know what people are.
A swift carriage, of a dark night, rattling with four horses over roads that one can’t see--that’s my idea of happiness.
We are about to part," said Neville. "Here are the boxes; here are the cabs. There is Percival in his billycock hat. He will forget me. He will leave my letters lying about among guns and dogs unaswered. I shall send him poems and he will perhaps reply with a picture post card. But it is for that that I love him. I shall propose a meeting - under a clock, by some Cross; and shall wait and he will not come. It is for that that I love him.
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while
I have an everyday religion that works for me. Love yourself first, and everything else falls into line.
There are more love songs than anything else. If songs could make you do something we'd all love one another.
Then there were the shabti, magical figurines that were supposed to come to life when summoned. A few months ago, I’d fallen for a girl named Zia Rashid, who’d turned out to be a shabti. Falling in love for the first time had been hard enough. But when the girl you like turns out to be ceramic and cracks to pieces before your eyes—well, it gives “breaking your heart” a new meaning.
Love is the sole impulse for creation; and the man who does not have it as the greatest incentive in his life has never developed the real creative instinct. No one can swing out into the Universal without love, for the whole universe is based upon it.
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