This vast pile of natural beauty, those crags and fir trees and hovering hawks, those echoing ravines and… — Michael Moorcock
This vast pile of natural beauty, those crags and fir trees and hovering hawks, those echoing ravines and vast tumblings of snow and earth, brought me swiftly to the understanding of my own insignificance and, indeed, the insignificance of all human struggle.
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