I can’t tell you anything about his face, but I can tell you what lies behind his eyes.
I can’t tell you about his body, but I can tell you about his heart.
I can’t tell you about his good looks, but I can tell you about his good works,
something that matters a whole lot more when the good ...
You see, like Seurat’s picture, love is so much bigger when experienced in person. It is impossible to appreciate, until you stand in front of it and it overwhelms you and whispers your name in person.