We also maintain - again with perfect truth - that mystery is more than half of beauty, the element of strangeness that stirs the senses through the imagination.
Richard Le GallienneWe are all treading the vanishing road of a song in the air, the vanishing road of the spring flowers and the winter snows, the vanishing roads of the winds and the streams, the vanishing road of beloved faces.
Richard Le GallienneThe beauty we love is very silent. It smiles softly to itself, but never speaks.
Richard Le Gallienne