Spreuken over Schoonheid

Do I love you because you're beautiful, or are you beautiful because I love you? Am I making believe I see in you, a woman too perfect to be really true? Do I want you because you're wonderful, or are you wonderful because I want you? Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream, or are you really as beautiful as you seem?

Evermore in the world is this marvelous balance of beauty and disgust, magnificence and rats

The beauty of nature, like every other kind of beauty, is quite jealous; it demands that one serve it alone.

The absence of flaw in beauty is itself a flaw.

Beauty depends on size as well as symmetry. No very small animal can be beautiful, for looking at it takes so small a portion of time that the impression of it will be confused. Nor can any very large one, for a whole view of it cannot be had at once