Practice random beauty and senseless acts of love.

Practice random beauty and senseless acts of love.

Beauty is only skin deep, but it's a valuable asset if you're poor or haven't any sense.

Beauty is only skin deep, but it's a valuable asset if you're poor or haven't any sense.

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."

It's beauty that captures your attention; personality which captures your heart.

It's beauty that captures your attention; personality which captures your heart.

I pour into the world the eternal streams
Wan prophets tent beside, and dream their dreams.

I pour into the world the eternal streams
Wan prophets tent beside, and dream their dreams.

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.

Paris wrapped in night! half nebulous
The moonlight streams o'er the blue-shadowed roofs..
A lovely frame for this wild battlescene read more

Paris wrapped in night! half nebulous
The moonlight streams o'er the blue-shadowed roofs..
A lovely frame for this wild battlescene
Beneath the vapor's floating scarves, the Seine
Trembles, mysterious, like a magic mirror
Cyrano Act 5.

She is not fair to outward view
As many maidens be;
Her loveliness I never knew
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She is not fair to outward view
As many maidens be;
Her loveliness I never knew
Until she smiled on me:
Oh! then I saw her eye was bright,
A well of love, a spring of light.

The light of love, the purity of grace,
The mind, the Music breathing from her face,
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The light of love, the purity of grace,
The mind, the Music breathing from her face,
The heart whose softness harmonized the whole,
And, oh! the eye was in itself a Soul!