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1 " The secret of poetry is never explained - is always new. We have not got farther than mere wonder at the delicacy of the touch, & the eternity it inherits. In every house a child that in mere play utters oracles, & knows not that they are such. 'Tis as easy as breath. 'Tis like this gravity, which holds the Universe together, & none knows what it is. "
― Ralph Waldo Emerson
2 " No one but another painter could know the delicacy required to balance the complexities, to keep reality at bay in order to remain in the innermost center of his work. "
― Susan Vreeland , Girl in Hyacinth Blue
3 " All of us,' he said, 'have hopes of being poet, artist, discoverer, philospoher, scientist; of possessing the attributes of all these simultaneously. Few are permitted to achieve any of them in daily life. But in travel we attain them all. Then we have our day of glory, when all our dreams come true, when we can be anything we like, as long as we like, and, when we are tired of it, pull up stakes and move on. Travel -- the solitude of the mountains, the emptiness of the desert, the delicacy of the minaret; eternal change, limitless contrast, unending variety.' (Eric Lang) "
― , One Man Caravan
4 " a hymn then not to birds but to words which themselves feel like feather and wing and light, as if it were on the delicacy of such sweet syllables that flocks take flight. "
― Kei Miller , The Cartographer Tries to Map a Way to Zion
5 " What is a flower? A giant sexual organ in its Sunday best. The truth has been known for a long time, yet, over-aged adolescents that we are, we persist in speaking sentimental drives about the delicacy of flowers. We construct idiotic phrases like " So-and-so is in the flower of his youth" , which is as absurd as saying " in the vagina of his youth" . "
6 " Flora took pleasure in the delicacy of her approach and studied the ways of the smallest, sweetest blooms she could find, tiny pimpernels and forget-me-nots hiding in the pockets of the fields. The energy of the sun on her body and the joy of foraging filled her soul. She flew the fields and gathered until the light began to fade and she heard the sound of her forager sisters' wings turning for home. Then she joined them. "
― Laline Paull , The Bees
7 " You always remember the delicacy of the work you do on a new play - the delicacy and the rigor and the courage. "
8 " I don't need jewels and cars. It's about the delicacy of the way I'm handled. "