True beauty comes with age. Over and over again I see this idea come up. Some examples include a roll of film, which become more awe-inspiring as its vintage look is cultivated. Houses are yet another entity which have this strange, yet wonderful characteristic. Another example is that of acoustic guitars; as these instruments age, and time takes its toll, they acquire a new sound which resonates of its many years spent filling the air with pleasing melodies.
People are another entity which often become more beautiful as they become older... More refined, further through the crucible known as life, which burns off our imperfections and brings out the better qualities.