It was the upward-reaching and fathomlessly hungering, heart-breaking love for the beauty of the world at its most beautiful, and, beyond that, for that beauty east of the sun and west of the moon which is past the reach of all but our most desperate desiring and is finally the beauty of Beauty itself, of Being itself and what lies at the heart of Being.Frederick Buechner
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A quote from C. S. Lewis on the way our souls yearn to feel and understand beauty. It explains how we think and love, and ultimately what is the cause of our existence: love itself.
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