The Sea is like a woman, beautiful, capricious, changing, cold and warm, calm and nervous.
There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion.
(Edgar Allan Poe)
Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
Nature didn't need an operation to be beautiful. It just was.
Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.
Music by SERGE GAINSBOURG
Edited by RODRIG ANDRISAN
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