Perfect imperfection.

Something that captures the soul with a glance and speaks of mystery unknown to another.

The awe of the subject over the matter of most lovely complexity.

Neurotransmitters rushing all different ways to discern how to feel about this most delicate artform, to love or loath that which is more than most.

Beauty: a sense of wonder from things put together that, at any other time and place, would have seemed ordinary.