You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known — and even that is an understatement.

You are certainly as good as you are beautiful!

You are beauty, we are beauty, we are divine, unchanged by time.

You are the loveliest thing that I have ever known.

You, of course, are a rose — But were always a rose.

I think you’re beautiful, the only beautiful person I’ve ever seen. I love your voice and everything to do with you, down to your clothes or the room you are sitting in. I adore you.

You are, and always have been, my dream.

You are a beautiful and beloved individual. It is good to be you. We will love you no matter what you do, as long as you are you.

You embody all that I was ever able to conceive of beauty and fearlessness and strange purity. Therefore it is evident I do not see in you merely Count Emmerick's third sister, but, instead, that ageless lovable and loving woman long worshipped and sought everywhere in vain by all poets.

Even in days of loss and sorry, beauty remains, and I am ever grateful.

As you are woman, so be lovely: As you are lovely, so be various, Merciful as constant, constant as various, So be mine, as I yours for ever.

You were made perfectly to be loved and surely I have loved you in the idea of you my whole life long.

This is beauty...and you are beauty, and love is beauty and we are beauty. We are divine, unchanged by time.

You are always new. The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.