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"Beauty is a relation, and the apprehension of it a comparison."
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"What does this beauty or than music mean to you? You cannot see the waves rolling up the beach or hear their roar. What do they mean to you?' In the most evident sense they mean everything. I cannot fathom or define their meaning any more than I can fathom or define love or religion or goodness."
"I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy."
"The golden proportion is a scale of proportions which makes the bad difficult to produce and the good easy."
"You are funny like a kid and awesome like a princess. Unseen like an angel, like the morning sunshine, Kindness like a river and highness like a mountain, In the middle of the Rheine, the cute face and sweet lips, (La la la la, La la , mmmm , mm). Keep the lovely smile, in your juicy icy eyes, Open the heaven for my eyes, forever angel voice, Never angry never harsh, never mad never marsh, Dear or darling, either diamond or dime, Overall the dream of the world."
"It is difficult for flowers to hide their beauty, that is why they are always picked first."
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"By the by, if the English race had done nothing else, yet if they left the world the notion of a gentleman, they would have done a great service to mankind."
"Religion, you know, enters very deep; in reality it is the deepest impression I have in speaking to people, that they are or that they are not of my religion."
"What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and wildness? Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet, Long live the weeds and the wildness yet."
"It is a happy thing that there is no royal road to poetry. The world should know by this time that one cannot reach Parnassus except by flying thither."
"I always knew in my heart Walt Whitman's mind to be more like my own than any other man's living. As he is a very great scoundrel this is not a pleasant confession."
"Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing."
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