'It is like a river, tiny at its origin, tumbling down the hillside with difficulties rapidly accumulating, to ease as it meets the plain and meanders on; and then, increasing into rapids, so long and so intense that it seems that nothing can survive; eventually to calm, and subside, and to hear the distant sounds of the city as it passes by, and the happiness and the quietude therein; continuing on, growing in size as it approaches and becomes the estuary, and in meeting - stills the sea.'
'It is like a river, tiny at its origin, tumbling down the hillside with difficulties rapidly
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into rapids, so long and so intense that it seems that nothing can survive; eventually
to calm, and subside, and to hear the distant sounds of the city as it passes by,
and the happiness and the quietude therein; continuing on, growing in size as it
approaches and becomes the estuary, and in meeting - stills the sea.'
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