A great deal has been written about human beauty, and I shan’t be saying anything new if I say that beauty often arises or at least gets its acknowledgement from the human spiritual structure. But I would like to talk about a different kind of beauty, a kind that does not necessary depend on that, quite simply because it is so inaccessible as to be unfathomable. The lack of dependence of this kind of beauty defies everything that might tend to cast doubt upon it for any reason whatever, and yet the corporeal in it nevertheless satisfies all or most of our criteria for the recognition of it. As an eternal and incontestable ideal, it is attainable only in a superior and self-sufficient secrecy. Any kind of unconcealed banality would only trouble its glory. "