Beauty rises when we take perspective from something which was too complex to grasp. The idea that beauty is unlimited ( to be found in unlimited quantities) comes from the rather paradoxical nature of the universe that everything can get much more complex than we may imagine but also much simpler. The difference is that it is not possible to know what the maximum complexity is or can be but the maximum simplicity is possible to define : the only one, the supreme God in its not manifested state. The beauty is always mediating between this two poles and binding them together.