The flower which is single need not envy the thorns that are numerous.

O Beauty, find thyself in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror.

Love adorns itself; it seeks to prove inward joy by outward beauty.

When our universe is in harmony with man, the eternal, we know it as truth, we feel it as beauty.

Love gives beauty to everything it touches.

Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love.