WORDS OF NOTE

After a lovely day out of doors by myself I saw that a single act of admiration is of little use. We must live with beauty, without any straining effort to admire, quietly attentive, absorbent, until by degrees the beauty becomes one with us.

* An excerpt from 'Last Pages from a Journal.'

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