The woods were made for the hunter of dreams,
the brooks for the fishers of song.
Sam Walter Foss
the brooks for the fishers of song.
Sam Walter Foss
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What each must seek in his life never was on land or sea. It is something out of his own unique potentiality for experience, something that...
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Pleasure is seldom found where it is sought. Our brightest blazes are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks. Samuel Johnson
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