To encounter is to find, to capture, to steal, but there is no method for finding other than a long preparation.
“I strove with none, for none was worth my strife: Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art: I warm’d both hands before the fire of Life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.”
Walter Savage Landor | “Dying Speech of an Old Philosopher”
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