Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
War is the statesman's game the priest's delight the lawyer's jest the...
Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in...
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
We look before and after And pine for what is not Our sincerest laughter...
I feel by posing for Playboy I've discovered my own sexuality and beauty and...
Beauty is the still birth of suffering every woman knows that.
All the beauty of the world 'tis but skin deep.
Those who find beauty in all of nature will find themselves at one with the...
The flowers anew returning seasons bring but beauty faded has no second...
