A certain beauty in the world is no mark of God's favor, said Mr. Hus's. There is no beauty one may not balance by an equal ugliness. The warthog and the hyena, the tapeworm and the stink horn, are equally God's creations. Nothing you have said points to anything but a cold indifference towards us of this order in which we live. Beauty happens; it is not given. Pain, suffering, happiness; there is no heed. Only in the heart of man burns the fire of righteousness.