Beauty is a mere smile.
Love is a smile that warms the heart.
Beauty is in eyes that twinkle in the moonlight.
Love is in eyes that speak kindness, patience, concern, day and night.
Beauty is a figure, a shape, physical looks that appeal to the senses.
Love starts as a feeling, and becomes a sensitizer to the soul.
Beauty hates to hear the truth -
"You're getting old".
"You're getting old".
Beauty is vain-glory, a self-seeking competitor.
Love is humility, a self-giving peacemaker.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Love is in the heart of the giver.
