He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret. He thought that the world’s heart beat at some terrible cost and that the world’s pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower. Cormac McCarthy
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The painter is describing the beauty of the world as being hidden in its madness. The painter is describing how beauty can be found in even the most frightening place. The painter is describing how beauty can be found in the midst of pain and suffering.

Source: All The Pretty Horses

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