Beauty is worse than wine, it intoxicates both the holder and beholder.

Beauty in things exists in the mind which contemplates them.

I do not have much patience with a thing of beauty that must be explained to be understood. If it does need additional interpretation by someone other than the creator, then I question whether it has fulfilled its purpose.

I don't think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains.

Beauty is not caused. It is.