The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough. George Edward Moore on alone
A great artist is always before his time or behind it. George Edward Moore on art
The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough. George Edward Moore on art
Faith goes out through the window when beauty comes in at the door. George Edward Moore on beauty
Faith goes out through the window when beauty comes in at the door. George Edward Moore on faith
A great artist is always before his time or behind it. George Edward Moore on great
A man travels the world in search of what he needs and returns home to find it. George Edward Moore on home
The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough. George Edward Moore on love
The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough. George Edward Moore on men
A great artist is always before his time or behind it. George Edward Moore on time
A man travels the world in search of what he needs and returns home to find it. George Edward Moore on travel