"But beauty, real beauty, ends where an intellectual expression begins. Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face. The moment one sits down to think, one becomes all nose, or all forehead, or something horrid."
Oscar Wilde
(1854 - 1900)
Source: The Picture of Dorian Gray (Barnes & Noble Classics Series) (B&N Classics Trade Paper), Page: 3
