“Beauty is only the start of bearable terror.”
“terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quiteterror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat across my mind”
“Love has, at its best, made the inherent sadness of life bearable, and its beauty manifest.”
“For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.”
“Bad experience is more bearable when you are not the only sufferer.”
“Death is the mother of beauty,” said Henry. “And what is beauty?” “Terror.”