Beauty’s Imperfection


In every beautiful person, object or thing is some conspicuous inaccuracy that seemingly distorts its perfection.
Some manner of “ugliness” as the general undiscerning man may call it in his limited relative understanding of beauty.
But nature has made it so to ease the cruelty of life with jests and that you would realize to temper your superior sense of pride not in those words that speak of your general comfort with yourself but in that silent appreciation of everything without any ill conception of it.

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