...it must be hard when you are a beautiful woman and no one will look at your soul...

Inner beauty lasts longer than the more obvious seductions, so throw away the miniskirt and thigh-length boots.

...allowing yourself to be vulnerable makes you weak but also opens you to the nuances of beauty...

...I didn't want you flawless - I have a bare wall at home that's flawless - I wanted your character trapped in the amber of your skin...

...in my dream the shadings of your soul are the dark tincture of rain...

Take fireflies for example. Try to imagine their beauty, the evanescent beauty of their lives, which don't even last a week.

Female fireflies flash their lights only to have intercourse with the males; males twinkle just to have intercourse with the females. And once their mating has finished, they die. In short, their reproductive instinct is the single, absolute reason for fireflies to live. In that simple instinct and their simple world, no kind of sadness can intervene. This is precisely why fireflies are so fleetingly beautiful.