The good and the beautiful is not forgotten; it lives in legend and in song.

Every fragile beauty, every perfect forgotten sentence,
you grieve their going away, but that is not how it is.
Where they come from never goes dry.
It is an always flowing spring.

For love and beauty and delight, there is no death nor change.

Something that is loved is never lost.

Laughter is timeless. Imagination has no age. And dreams are forever.

Beauty is always paired with good,

Das Leben ist ewig; darin liegt seine Schönheit.

What is really beautiful must always be true.

Youth, beauty, graceful action seldom fail,
But common interest always will prevail.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever:
Its loveliness increases;
It will never
Pass into nothingness.

Never neglect the charms of narrative for the human heart.

And every mistake. But every good thing we do as well. They are immortal, every single touch we leave behind. Even if nobody sees them or remembers them, that doesn’t matter. That trail will always be what happened, what we did, every choice. The past lives on forever. There’s no changing it.

Always there is something worth saying
about glory, about gratitude.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever.