Beauty is power and elegance, right action, form fitting function, intelligence, and reasonability. And very often expressed in curves.

Rock is much more malleable than ideas.

Beauty is power and elegance, right action, form fitting function, intelligence, and reasonability. And very often expressed in curves.

On the river path in Boston beauty was most expressed as youth and intelligence. That made sense; sixty degree-giving institutions, some three hundred thousand students; that meant at least one hundred fifty thousand more nubile young women than demographics would ordinarily suggest. Maybe that was why young men stayed in Boston when their college years were over, maybe that explained why they were so intellectually hyperactive, so frustrated, so alcoholic, such terrible drivers.

Beauty was the promise of happiness, not happiness itself; and the anticipated world was often more rich than anything real.

What we need is equality without conformity.

One of the chief features of incompetence was an inability to see it in oneself.