"the world is not respectable: it is mortal,
tormented, confused, deluded forever;
but it is shot through with beauty,
with love, with glints of courage and laughter;
and in these, the Spirit blooms."
The young man who has not wept is a savage,
and the old man who will not laugh is a fool.
George Santayana
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her beauty is eternal everything she touches turns gold the ground she stands on has been there before her and will be stepped on long after she is gone her words feel old but their meanings are modern eyes of ocean blue and breasts of a virgin she is timeless
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