About: "But beauty, real beauty, ends where an intellectual expression begins. Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face." - Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
Maybe the most beautiful things are the ones no one can express.
“I am sure He would not have loved me so long if He had not been a changeless Lover. If He could grow weary of me, He would have been tired of me long before now. If He had not loved me with a love as deep as hell, and as strong as death, He would have turned from me long ago.”
—C.H. Spurgeon
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