Beauty
This story was sent to me by a friend. It comes from the Washington Post and I loved it so much I wanted to share it with you.
It's the Washington DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. A violinist played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately 2,000 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After three minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.
Have you ever noticed that sometimes, like at the Academy Awards or a movie premier, the commentators and news people will say, “Oh, she was so beautiful,” or, “Didn't he look handsome?” Those are accurate kinds of statements about external things but what about the more ambiguous kinds of beauty?
