She made beauty all round her. When she trod on mud, the mud was beautiful; when she ran in the rain, the rain was silver. When she picked up a toad - she had the strangest and, I thought, unchanciest love for all manner of brutes - the toad became beautiful.
About This Quote
About C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces
C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces.
Themes
- Beauty — Appreciating aesthetics, grace, and the sublime