Costa Rica photo taken by LoLaSuzanne
You think in your idle hours that there is literature, history, science behind you
so accumulated as to exhaust thought and prescribe your own future.
In your sane hour, you shall see
that not a line has yet been written:
that for all the poetry that is in the world
your first sensation on entering a wood or standing on the shore of a lake
has not been charted yet.
It remains for you;
so does all thought, all objects, all life remain unwritten still.
--Ralph Waldo Emerson, Walden: And Other Writings
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