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To make space for wandering is it that the world was 

 made so wide. — Goethe, "Wilhelm Meister." 



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I love sometimes to have a day alone — a riotous day. 

 Sometimes I do not care to see even my best friends: but 

 I give myself up to the full enjoyment of the world around 

 me. I go out of my door in the morning — preferably a 

 sunny morning, though any morning will do well enough — 

 and walk straight out into the world. I take with me the 

 burden of no duty or responsibility. I draw in the fresh air, 

 odour-laden from orchard and wood. 



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I look about me as if everything were new — and behold 

 everything IS new. My barn, my oaks, my fences — I declare 

 I never saw them before. I have no preconceived impres- 

 sions, or beliefs, or opinions. My lane fence is the end of 

 the known earth. I am a discoverer of new fields among old 

 ones. I see, feel, hear, smell, taste all these wonderful 

 things for the first time. I have no idea what discoveries 

 I shall make. — David Grayson in "Adventures in Friendship." 



