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What is Beauty?

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'ersways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower? (William Shakespeare)

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Look at your watch.

Count the seconds. All the while that beauty is fading. How long before the fine outlines are gone?

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Look closely.

The youth beneath the veneer of maturity: Is it endearing or distracting? When is the prime of life?

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Grace of the movement and softness of skin will carry the day.
What does this say about our priorities? And what would Lloyd Erlick say?

Hi-res	What is Beauty? Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'ersways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower? (William Shakespeare)
Hi-res	Look at your watch. Count the seconds. All the while that beauty is fading. How long before the fine outlines are gone?
Hi-res	Look closely. The youth beneath the veneer of maturity: Is it endearing or distracting? When is the prime of life?
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Grace of the movement and softness of skin will carry the day. What does this say about our priorities? And what would Lloyd Erlick say?