You fall into my arms. You are the good gift of destruction's path When life sickens more than disease. And boldness is the root of beauty. Which draws us together.
Accuracy is in every case advantageous to beauty and just reasoning to delicate sentiment. In vain would we exalt the one by depreciating the other.
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I am still a victim of chess. It has all the beauty of art – and much more. It cannot be commercialized. Chess is much purer than art in its social position.
