Some of your hurts you have cured, and the sharpest you've even survived. But what torments of grief you've endured from evils which never arrived - … - Ralph Waldo Emerson

I wish to say what I think and feel today, with the proviso that tomorrow perhaps I shall contradict it all.

Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us, or we find it not. The best of beauty is a finer charm than skill in surfaces, in outlines, or rules of art can ever teach, namely, a radiation from the work of art of human character, — a wonderful expression through stone, or canvas, or musical sound, of the deepest and simplest attributes of our nature, and therefore most intelligible at last to those souls which have these attributes.

The eyes indicate the antiquity of the soul.