We live in a state with a wonderful climate and plenty of natural beauty, from the shores of Cumberland Island to the Chattahoochee River to the Blue Ridge Mountains.

Take off all your makeup, clothes, and weave..if you still look good..then you are a natural beauty. You are your own judge.

Most of those naturally beautiful things are naive and subtle like rose flowers. When you plucked it, the thing of beauty commences to die. When a beautiful smiling face becomes gloomy, because of someon's words or act, the thing of beauty per se ceases to exist there. Appreciate and enjoy beauty, whatever it may be, with care and gentleness.

I stretched out my arms and laid my palms on the earth, and, yes, the rocking persisted, the rocking of the island as it sailed through the sea and the night bearing into the future its freight of gulls and sparrows and fleas and apes and castaways, all unconscious now, save me. I fell asleep smiling.

It's nice to just embrace the natural beauty within you.

I'm no natural beauty. If I'm gonna have any looks at all, I'm gonna have to create them.