“Whatever of beauty I do find in others I am most ready to praise and to value it.” This builds upon the thoughts on glory. If we select our own truth, our own hopeless causes in life, so too do we select our own beauty. Nothing could be more irrelevant and less open to serious debate than our aesthetic values. The idea of a collective aesthetic is nothing but an abrogation of values, a way of deferring choices to the standards of others.
Our whole body is engaged in the creation of that aesthetic. We bring every sense into it and we access a lifetime of feeling based on all sensations. Do these sensations shift and contradict? Of course they do, making it even more ridiculous to collate our beliefs into others. It is challenging enough to square our own opinions into a solid whole without subjecting them to outside points of view.
We can never satisfy the public with our own opinions, we can only pretend to mirror them. But in doing so, we lose one of our most important faculties, our ability to not just see beauty as it appears to our eyes, but to appreciate it fully.