Being is desirable because it is identical with Beauty, and Beauty is loved because it is Being. We ourselves possess Beauty when we are true to our own being; ugliness is in going over to another order; knowing ourselves, we are beautiful; in self-ignorance, we are ugly.
Ah, but we want so much more–something the books on aesthetics take little notice of. But the poets and the mythologies know all about it. We do not want merely to see beauty, though, God knows, even that is bounty enough. we want something else which can hardly be put into words–to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it in ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it.
— C. S. Lewis, the Weight of Glory