Feb
24
“Why do the vast snow plains give us pleasure, the twilight of the bent and half-buried woods?…Are we not cheered by the sight? And does not all this amount to the track of a higher life than the otter’s, a life which has not gone by and left a footprint merely, but is there with its beauty, its music, its perfume, its sweetness, to exhilarate and recreate us?”
Henry David Thoreau, from Seeing Beyond the Verge of Sight
