>”These people are talking about beauty. What do they know about its essence? They like certain colours, the whiteness of ivory and gold of precious ingots. If you ask me about beauty I won’t speak of a pure bronze complexion, tranquil black eyes, a slim figure, and Parisian elegance. Certainly not! All those are pretty but they’re nothing but lines, shapes and colours subject to investigation by the senses and open to comparison. Beauty itself is a painful convulsion in the heart, an abundance of vitality in the soul, and a mad chase undertaken by the spirit until it encounters the heavens. Tell me about this, if you can…” – Naguib Mahfouz.