There is a road from the eye to the heart that does not go through the intellect.
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
The beauty of the world has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.
Beauty deprived of its proper foils and adjuncts ceases to be enjoyed as beauty,
just as light deprived of all shadows ceases to be enjoyed as light.
There is no spot of ground, however arid, bare or ugly, that cannot be tamed
into such a state as may give an impression of beauty and delight.
Most of us have lost that sense of unity of biosphere and humanity which would
bind and reassure us all with an affirmation of beauty. Most of us do not
today believe that whatever the ups and down of detail within our limited
experience, the larger whole is primarily beautiful.
Virginia Wolfe
John Ruskin
Gertrude Jekyll
Gregory Bateson
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