A few months ago, Jessica posted a preview of her new book, The Pretty Dish, and I caught a glimpse of two of the most
beautiful words strung together, pistachio latte.
Not exact matches
Most Artful Use of the Blogging Format to Say Something Truly
Beautiful: Kristin Tennant with «A Hat That Says What
Words Can't» «The hat is a small thing, but it's like
strings of sentences not spoken or written, just worked out in yarn.»
We have been stitching up each other's wounds with tiny
words strung together over and over — saying «you are
beautiful» after a lifetime of feeling ugly and «you are perfect» after a lifetime of feeling broken.
How does one make something
beautiful from a
string of
words and longings, from memories and imaginings and, more practically, from computers and books and piles of almonds?
Then picking up his Guitar (with two
strings missing), Richart bursts into a
beautiful song — with
words that go a bit like this;