What the eye arranges is what is beautiful
Lady: How I loved the view from here...
George: I am quite certain that was an open field.
Lady: I see towers where there were trees. All the stillness, all the solitude, going. Disappearing all the time. When things were beautiful...
George: All things are beautiful, mother. All trees, all towers, beautiful. Pretty isn't beautiful, pretty is what changes. What the eye arranges is what is beautiful.
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