In the beautiful, man sets himself up as the standard of perfection; in select cases he worships himself in it. man believes that the world itself is filled with beauty -he forgets that it is he who has created it. he alone has bestowed beauty upon the world -alas! only a very human, an all too human, beauty.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
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