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What is lovely never dies,
But passes into other loveliness,
Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.
What is lovely never dies,
But passes into other loveliness,
Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.
The ability to see beauty is the beginning of our moral sensibility. What we believe is beautiful we will not read more
The ability to see beauty is the beginning of our moral sensibility. What we believe is beautiful we will not want only destroy.
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that read more
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.
Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should read more
Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.
The greatest treasures are those invisible to the eye but found by the heart.
The greatest treasures are those invisible to the eye but found by the heart.
When you have to do all the more crappy jobs before, you appreciate all the good work that comes out read more
When you have to do all the more crappy jobs before, you appreciate all the good work that comes out of that. There are many girls who immediately have a top model career, and there are lots of models who are doing things that aren't as exciting as doing big campaigns and beautiful magazines.
In every man's heart there is a secret nerve that answers to the vibrations of beauty.
In every man's heart there is a secret nerve that answers to the vibrations of beauty.
Beauty is the lover's gift.
Beauty is the lover's gift.
She walks in beauty like the night
Of cloudless chimes and starry skies;
And all that's best read more
She walks in beauty like the night
Of cloudless chimes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
