Whatever's merely willful, and not miraculous (be never it so skilful) must wither fail and cease - but better than to grow beauty knows no.
e. e. cummingsAnd this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart I carry your heart [ i carry it in my heart ]
e. e. cummingsO sweet spontaneous earth how often has the naughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty thou answereth them only with spring.
e. e. cummings