"To the attentive eye, each moment of the year has its own beauty, and in the same field it beholds, every hour, a picture which was never seen before, and which shall never be seen again...but...the beauty that shimmers in the yellow afternoons of October, whoever could clutch it?... 'tis only a mirage as you look from the windows of diligence."
--R.W.Emerson
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