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“The saddest beauty is that which was crushed before even it had a chance to unfold. The heart that held the song but didn't get a chance to sing, the dreams that linger in the quiet space of deep, knowing they will never find a way to the light. But ironically, someday they become the sweetest wine, filling the cup of some lost lover. Strangely enough, it becomes a muse for artists to create art that goes beyond time.”

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“Despite the waves of sadness, one must go out there and have a love affair with life. For, to the mind that is playful, every moment becomes a moment of festival, a journey to taste the fruit of life. Were it otherwise, the dew would never fall on the grass to make us fresh, the sun would never explode to fill us with light, the dusk would never paint the sky to awaken the lover in us and the moon would never blush in the deep night to call the poet in us.”

“Don't leave anything untouched, For today is already at the door but tomorrow is another story. Later on, dawn will be dusk and dusk will be night. Later on, those you once loved, might become a memory, Later on, the loved ones might be waiting on the other side. Later on, the spell might be broken, and love may lose its way. Later on, promises might not be honored. Later on, those you long to play with will grow old. Later on, those chairs where your kids once sat, will sit empty. Later on, the love of today might be some dried rose. Later on, the moments will become memories.”

“How can beauty take the form of conquest? How can we measure its depth by how many it has conquered? How can beauty be harsh and glaring, carrying nothing but the taste of victory? For beauty, in the truest sense, portrays the face of caring in an uncaring world. Beauty is the light of soul that keeps burning through the play of dawn and dark. The pain breaks and beauty blooms at the most ineffable cracks, where beauty and God are one.”