Sorry guys, Ana is being annoying. She is reading poetry from the good thoughts to me and I'm trying to ignore her but she wont leave me alone unless I post some of it on my blog about..um..beauty. So, um, I'm sorry but I'm doing this for my own sake... Ahem, here goes...enjoy.12. What is beauty?--Not the show Of shapely limbs & features.--No; These are but flowers That have their dated hours, To breathe their momentary sweets & go. 'Tis the stainless soul within That outshines the fairest skin.
16. How beautiful is the rain! After the dust & heat, In the broad & fiery street, In the narrow lane; How beautiful is the rain! How it clatters along the roofs, Like the tramp of hoofs; How it gushes & struggles out From the throat of the overflowing spout. --Longfellow (note from me: she mainly likes this one because of the name)
24. If you want a golden rule that will fit everybody, this is it: Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful.
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