It is one of the few spots that has not been disfigured by factories, docks and railways.

It seems a spot that belongs peculiarly to me, and certainly no one has the power to contest my spiritual right to it.
The sum of the charm of the sensuous world dwells in us, is an emanation from ourselves; it is we who diffuse it, each person for himself according to his power, and we have it back again in the measure of our out-giving.

But I did not comprehend early enough the deep meaning of this well-known truth.

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