In nature there's no blemish but the mind; None can be call'd deform'd but the unkind: Virtue is beauty
 William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night (1623). copy citation

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Author William Shakespeare
Source Twelfth Night
Topic beauty virtue
Date 1623
Language English
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Note Written between 1601 and 1602
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Context

“This youth that you see here I snatched one half out of the jaws of death, Relieved him with such sanctity of love,— And to his image, which methought did promise Most venerable worth, did I devotion. FIRST OFFICER. What's that to us? The time goes by; away. ANTONIO. But O how vile an idol proves this god! Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame. In nature there's no blemish but the mind; None can be call'd deform'd but the unkind: Virtue is beauty; but the beauteous-evil Are empty trunks, o'erflourished by the devil. FIRST OFFICER. The man grows mad; away with him. Come, come, sir. ANTONIO. Lead me on. [Exeunt Officers with ANTONIO.] VIOLA.” source