“Comfort is beauty muted by heroin. Sadness is beauty drained by lack of it.”
“Thats beautiful! Sad and beautiful," murmured Meggie. Why were sad stories often so beautiful? It was different in real life.”
“I can see that the sadness has returned. And it's not a beautiful sadness- beautiful sadness is a myth. Sadness turns our features to clay, not porcelain.”
“Maybe it was Roumiya's beauty that drove me away, her silent beauty, her eyes that seemed to be looking through everythig and draining it of all meaning.”
“How can the removal of beauty from a world so lacking in beauty be anything but tragic?”
“...O deaf and mute and blind and beautiful and interminable rose who into time, attar and verse transmute”