Each successive intuition of mortality opens to our view a fresh landscape of beauty. Even so, each new intuition of beauty offers new perspective on mortality.

Beauty often imitates the tranquility of death.

Part of the terror of beauty is that it can rouse in us what we do not know we intend. Even when it purrs like a kitten, we fear beauty because we know it has the capacity to rob us of our judgment.

What we create in horror may be beautiful to behold, demonstrating that even our own works need not be true to our intentions.

Natural beauty inspires us by showing us the coherence of form that can be achieved over millennia and eons by nature at work.

Grief circulates subtly in the veins of beauty

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