Did we but dread beauty less it would come about that nought else in life would be visible; for in reality it is beauty alone that exists. There is no soul but is conscious of this, none that is not in readiness...the soul is not exacting. A thought that is almost beautiful - a thought that you speak not, but that you cherish within you at this moment...
- Maurice Maeterlink, The Treasure of the Humble, 1896
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