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A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded,
A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.
A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded,
A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.
The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart
The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart
Oh she's nice, she's kind, innocent too. She's probably pretty, the right one for you. So just forget me: I'm read more
Oh she's nice, she's kind, innocent too. She's probably pretty, the right one for you. So just forget me: I'm only a friend. Though I'll be with you, until the end.
The beautiful are never desolate;
But some one alway loves them--God or man.
If man abandons, God read more
The beautiful are never desolate;
But some one alway loves them--God or man.
If man abandons, God himself takes them.
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.
It's beauty that captures your attention; personality which captures your heart.
It's beauty that captures your attention; personality which captures your heart.
She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd She is a woman, therefore to be won
She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd She is a woman, therefore to be won
I have a fantastic wife, and not only in terms of external beauty. Her priority and mine is our children. read more
I have a fantastic wife, and not only in terms of external beauty. Her priority and mine is our children. That is our choice.
A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. read more
A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."
