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Continue to ChatHow could anybody confuse truth with beauty, I thought as I looked at him. Truth came with sunken eyes, bony or scarred, decayed. Its teeth were bad, its hair gray and unkempt. While beauty was empty as a gourd, vain as a parakeet. But it had power. It smelled of musk and oranges and made you close your eyes in a prayer. - Janet Fitch from https://whatsmyquote.com/quote/how-could-anybody-confuse-truth-with-beauty-i-thought-as-i-looked-at-him-truth-came-with-sunken-eyes-bony-or