It is something to be deep in the snow in winter, to be deep in the yellow leaves in the autumn, to be deep in the ripe wheat in the summer, to be deep in the grass in the spring. It is something to always be with the mowers and the peasant girls, in summer with the big sky above, in the winter by the black fireplace. And to feel โ this has always been so and always will be. โ Vincent van Gogh, 1885
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What can we gain by sailing to the moon if we are not able to cross the abyss that separates us from ourselves?
— Thomas MertonThe Cat Cam
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