Beauty is a mere smile.
Love is a smile that warms the heart.
Beauty is but skin deep, from outside-in.
Love is beauty from inside-out.
Beauty changes, fades, decreases over time.
Love endures, never fails, is of a timeless dimension.
Beauty is in eyes that twinkle in the moonlight.
Love is in eyes that speak kindness, patience, concern, day and night.
Beauty is a figure, a shape, physical looks that appeal to the senses.
Love starts as a feeling, and becomes a sensitizer to the soul.
Beauty hates to hear the truth -
"You're getting old".
Love embraces the truth -
"I Love You more the older you get".