Standing on the bare ground,—my head bathed by the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space,—all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or particle of God. The name of the nearest friend sounds then foreign and accidental: to be brothers, to be acquaintances […] is then a trifle and a disturbance. I am the lover of uncontained and immortal beauty.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Nature”
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