What finally is beauty? Certainly nothing that can be calculated or measured. It is always something imponderable, something that lies between things. — Ludwig Mies van der Rohe Copy Share Image
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… — Frederick Buechner Copy Share Image
