By David Hume
Good morning my love. You never leave my mind. Not even when I have a million things to think about.
I get a smile on my face every time you cross my mind. Sending over a BIG hug to say…Have a great day!!!
I just woke up and you’re already on my mind. Good morning…
Every morning the sun makes a compliment to your beauty and illuminates your room and fills it with warmth. Good morning, my love.
The sight of you early in the morning, reassures me about the beauty and innocence in this world. Always be my sunshine, my love. Good morning.
My love is not blind, but I am still blinded by your sheer beauty. Good morning wifey!
It is impossible to see the beauty of your eyes without the shining of the beautiful morning sun. So let’s wait for the light to shine, cause I wish to see the bright future in your charming eyes. Good morning, my love!
The beautiful sunrises of the day remind me that true beauty can only be found in you.
Do you know about the beauty of this world? It is built mostly by the actions of those who expected no rewards in return. So just keep up the good deeds, and they will surely pay off in the end. Good morning.
An artist’s concern is to capture beauty wherever he finds it.
Art has the qualities of aesthetic beauty, purity, transcendence.
Life is full of beauty.
It’s odd that there is a high level of appreciation of nature. There is the aesthetic side that really loves nature and beauty.
If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere.
It’s hard not to stand in awe and enchantment with the beauty in which nature expresses herself.
To arrive at a contradiction is to confess an error in one’s thinking; to maintain a contradiction is to abdicate one’s mind and to evict oneself from the realm of reality.
Force and mind are opposites; morality ends where a gun begins.
From the smallest necessity to the highest religious abstraction, from the wheel to the skyscraper, everything we are and everything we have comes from one attribute of man – the function of his reasoning mind.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.