Love the beautiful in everything; it is a ray of light divine. It is love's beauty. The beautiful thrills us into a kind of ecstasy, suspending the din of our inward activity in the silence of admiration; and admiration gives our nature a kind of fulfillment, a restful satiety asking for nothing more. It is the very essence of contemplative adoration.
There ain't no way you can hold onto something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.
~ Kate DiCamillo in BECAUSE OF WINN-DIXIE