Education in beauty is the most important
part of our earthly lives, yet it is not the eye,
but the soul that sees – when we look with
the immortal spirit, we shall discern the
difference between beauty and ugliness
Beauty is found in melody, in happy chaos
based on underlying structures; discordant
sounds made randomly becomes a cacophony
representing hellish punishments, listening
to certain kinds of modern music
Creates a wish to return to the soothing sounds
of the classics; all things beautiful follow the
magic of the Golden Section, proportion is
everything, the sweetness of love confers
the above attributes to everyone…
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