Beauty means this to one person, perhaps, and that to another. And yet when any one of us has seen or heard or read that which to him is beautiful, he has known an emotion which is in every case the same in kind, if not in degree; an emotion precious and uplifting. A choirboy’s voice, a ship in sail, an opening flower, a town at night, the song of the blackbird, a lovely poem, leaf shadows, a child’s grace, the starry skies, a cathedral, apple trees in spring, a thorough-bred horse, sheep-bells on a hill, a rippling stream, a butterfly, the crescent moon — the thousand sights or sounds or words that evoke in us the thought of beauty — these are the drops of rain that keep the human spirit from death by drought. They are a stealing and a silent refreshment that we perhaps do not think about but which goes on all the time….It would surprise any of us if we realized how much store we unconsciously set by beauty, and how little savour there would be left in life if it were withdrawn. It is the smile on the earth’s face, open to all, and needs but the eyes to see, the mood to understand. John Galsworthy

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4 Responses to

  1. Barb Estinson says:

    I like this quote a lot, Sandy.

  2. Di Anne Lewis says:

    Per your flamingo picture/quote reply to mine I just saw the “blackbird” on the bench! Blackbird is in quotes because he’s actually one of my beloved crows but close enough to Galsworthy’s reference except maybe for the song part 🙂
    P.S.
    Speaking of John Galsworthy, I love his quote – – –

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