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“a serene sense of the slow inevitability of the gradual changes in the earth’s crust comes over me; a consuming love, not of a god, but of the clean unbroken sense that the rocks, which are nameless, the ragged grass, which is nameless, are all defined momentarily through the consciousness of the being who observes them.”