All There Is A Song by Gregory Alan Isakov And I lied to you when I knocked upon your door. See, I was nowhere near your neighborhood. lovemelancholy
Some emptiness in us Whenever we encounter beauty we become aware, each time with a sense of shock and pleasure, faint though it may be, that some emptiness in us, not consciously felt but continually present, has been assuaged and fulfilled. We have a sudden high sense of completeness and harmony. David Pye, The Nature and Aesthetics of Design The Timeless Way of Building beauty