One day, a tourist visited the Louvre Museum, and was still wandering through its rooms until a statue of a Ka''b caught his eye, which the maker had put all his effort into perfecting. The tourist stopped by him as a young lover stands in front of his lover, and it was only a moment before the museum curator passed by him. He stopped him with a gesture and asked him about the name of the heel that that statue represents, and the curator answered him with a name, "The Goddess of Beauty" - the Goddess of Beauty!- Yes.-Does it occur to you that in one of the past eras there was a person who contained all this beauty in his person?-both. My knowledge is that that person is the son of the thought, feeling and conscience of the maker who made the statue.-Do you sell this statue?- We do not sell it, sir, and if we assume that we want to sell it, then all the silver and gold in the world is sufficient for us as a price for it.