Our language needs endless synonyms for beautiful; the eyes could see what the tongue cannot possibly describe.
Interpretation
Language struggles to fully express the beauty that we perceive visually.
This quote highlights the limitations of language in conveying the depth of visual beauty. While our eyes can perceive an infinite array of beautiful sights, words often fall short of capturing the essence of those experiences, suggesting that beauty exists beyond verbal description.
In practice
In a poetry reading when discussing inspiration drawn from nature.
From my stone pillow I have dreamed dreams of the mortal world above. I have heard its voices, its new music, as lullabies as I lie in my grave. I have envisioned its fantastical discoveries. I have known its courage in the timeless sanctum of my thoughts. And though it shuts me out with its dazzling forms, I long for one with the strength to roam it fearlessly, to ride the Devil's Road through its heart.
We all suffer under a curse, the curse that we know more than we can endure, and there is nothing, absolutely nothing we can do about the force and the lure of this knowledge.
And so this young one, this young one whom I had so loved, I had to forsake, no matter how broken my heart, no matter how lonely my soul, no matter how bruised my intellect and spirit.
Dear God, help me. Do not forget me on this tiny cinder lost in a galaxy that is lostβa heart no bigger than a speck of dust beating, beating against death, against meaninglessness, against guilt, against sorrow.
The vampires have always been metaphors for me. They've always been vehicles through which I can express things I have felt very, very deeply.
In the very depths of Hell, do not demons love one another?
Some of my foster families used to send me to the movies to get me out of the house and there I'd sit all day and way into the night. Up in front, there with the screen so big, a little kid all alone, and I loved it. I loved anything that moved up there and I didn't miss anything that happened and there was no popcorn either.
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be?
We are the sons of Sorrow; we are the poets and the prophets and the musicians.
I am uncompromising to the point of huge dissension in the studio. And it's served me very well. My theory and my philosophy is, 'Compromise breeds mediocrity.' Obviously, you have to pick your battles, and the more success an artist has, the more they want to be involved in their own career, which is not necessarily a good thing.
Life comes before literature, as the material always comes before the work. The hills are full of marble before the world blooms with statues.
There are connoisseurs of blue just as there are connoisseurs of wine.
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