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January 29, 2011
Pretty people please me. Things too.

You could say I'm an aesthete, but really, what does that mean? Its an entirely subjective matter. Beauty lies, indeed, in the eye of the beholder. What I find beautiful might leave you cold. What you admire might not impress me.

This is desirable of course. Imagine if we all liked the same things! If all our tastes were the same, what a boring, homogeneous place the world would be!

And if we didn't have anything to compare beauty with, would it even exist? If everything was pretty, what would we call beautiful then?