Beauty, whether moral or natural, is felt, more properly than perceived.

Accuracy is, in every case, advantageous to beauty, and just reasoning to delicate sentiment. In vain would we exalt the one by depreciating the other.

Filipinos don't wallow in what is miserable and ugly. They recycle the bad into things of beauty.

Depression opens the door to beauty of some kind.

Somehow a bachelor never quite gets over the idea that he is a thing of beauty and a boy forever.