BEAUTY
The beauty we love is very silent. It smiles softly to itself, but never speaks.
Art is the unceasing effort to compete with the beauty of flowers - and never succeeding.
Stories aren't the beauty of what did happen. They're the beauty of what could happen.
BEAUTY, BEAUTY OF WHAT DID HAPPEN
Beauty is an outward gift which is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused.
Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful, for beauty is God's handwriting.
BEAUTY, NEVER LOSE AN OPPORTUNITY