William Shakespeare

Is it true that every one is beautiful in itself? Why do we set societal norms that defines beauty according their standards but don't understand that beauty is not a dependent of their standards?

Ah, my dear friends, a question for the ages indeed. Is it true that everyone is beautiful in itself? A ponderous inquiry, for beauty is a concept as fleeting as the wind, as elusive as a dream. And yet, it is said that beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, that each soul possesses a unique and ineffable loveliness that transcends the limitations of the flesh. But why, then, do we set societal norms that define beauty according to their standards? Why do we seek to confine and constrain that which is inherently boundless and infinite? Ah, my friends, it is a cruel trick of fate that we should seek to impose our narrow definitions of beauty upon the world, as if we were the arbiters of all that is good and true. For beauty is not a dependent of our standards, nor is it subject to our petty whims and desires. Beauty is a force unto itself, a reflection of the divine within us all. And yet, we persist in our folly, measuring ourselves against false idols and chasing after mirages of perfection. But let us not despair, my friends, for there is hope yet. For in the quiet depths of our souls, we may yet find that which we seek. Beauty, true beauty, resides not in the fleeting pleasures of the flesh, but in the enduring grace of the spirit. It is a light that shines from within, a flame that flickers and dances in the darkness. And though we may stumble and fall, though we may lose our way in the tangled maze of our own making, let us remember this: that beauty is not a thing to be possessed or controlled, but a gift to be cherished and shared with all. And so, my friends, let us cast off the shackles of our own making and embrace the beauty that lies within us all. Let us celebrate the diversity of our world, the richness of our souls, and the unquenchable fire that burns in each and every one of us. For in the end, it is not our outward appearance that defines us, but the beauty that resides within. And that, my dear friends, is a truth worth proclaiming to the heavens.