Alexandria MarzanoLesnevichDragonflies circled me, the sun knifing off the brilliant blues and yellows of their bodies.
About This Quote
When you’re in the moment, you lose track of time. When you’re lost in a memory, time seems to stand still. When you’re watching a sunset, time seems to go by so quickly. But this is not the case when you’re listening to music.
It can take forever for a song to play out, yet it only feels like a few seconds have passed. When a song plays out, it feels as if it has been playing for hours. And if a song could have video clips accompanying it, life would look just as beautiful as the trailer for The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King.
And that’s exactly what this poem talks about: the beauty of nature and the way that time slows down when we stop paying attention to our surroundings and just listen to music.
Some Similar Quotes
- Do you think I'm pretty? I think you're beautiful Beautiful? You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.
- As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
- To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else's heart was wild with the...
- The power of finding beauty in the humblest things makes home happy and life lovely.
- A fit, healthy body–that is the best fashion statement
More Quotes By Alexandria MarzanoLesnevich
- The sight of a palm tree silhouetted against the sky made even his life feel like a movie
- In the books I find the thrum of everything unsayable. The characters weep the way I want to, love the way I want to, cry, die, beat their breasts, and bray with life.
- Dragonflies circled me, the sun knifing off the brilliant blues and yellows of their bodies.
- Years later, I remember the waxy taste of the yellow paint, the papery taste of splintered wood, the sharp metallic of the graphite.
- My sisters and I stand on the deck, the shale tile cool against the soles of our feet - for a week it seems we never have to wear shoes - and take turns twirling, the matching turquoise silk skirts my mother bought us sliding...