Most people are on the world, not in it — have no conscious sympathy or relationship to anything about them — undiffused, separate, and rigidly alone like marbles of polished stone, touching but separate.
—John Muir, John of the Mountains; The Unpublished Journals of John Muir (via femme-ex-machina)
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