The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart.
Beauty is an experience, nothing else. It is not a fixed pattern or an arrangement of features.
Beauty is an outward gift, which is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused.
Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness.
Beauty is not who you are on the outside, it is the wisdom and time you gave away to save another struggling soul like you.