Saturday, January 8, 2011

John Muir

This grand show is eternal.  It is always sunrise somewhere: the dew is never all dried at once: a shower is forever falling: vapor ever rising.  Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on seas and continents and islands.  Each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.

As quoted in The Little Book of Snowflakes, by Kenneth Libbrecht 2004 Voyageur Press

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