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I will not even attempt to defineBeauty. I will not because I cannot. To me it is a final, quiteindefinable thing. Either you understand it or you do not. Every trueartist and many who are not artists know--they know there is somethingthat shows suddenly--it may be in music, it may be in painting, it maybe in the sunlight on a glacier or a shadow cast by a furnace or thescent of a flower, it may be in the person or act of some fellowcreature, but it is right, it is commanding, it is, to use theologicallanguage, the revelation of God.
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