[Kind Light]

-All that I have to say has already crossed your mind.
-Then possibly my answer has crossed yours.
-You stand fast?
-Absolutely.

the best and the wisest man whom I have ever known.

I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation.

It is, indeed, a fearful place. The torrent, swollen by the melting
snow, plunges into a tremendous abyss, from which the spray rolls up like
the smoke from a burning house. The shaft into which the river hurls
itself is an immense chasm, lined by glistening coal-black rock, and
narrowing into a creaming, boiling pit of incalculable depth, which brims
over and shoots the stream onward over its jagged lip. The long sweep of
green water roaring forever down, and the thick flickering curtain of
spray hissing forever upward, turn a man giddy with their con- stant whirl
and clamour. We stood near the edge peering down at the gleam of the
breaking water far below us against the black rocks, and listening to the
half-human shout which came booming up with the spray out of the abyss.

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