Never miss an opportunity of noticing anything of beauty ... — Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Walking
Never miss an opportunity of noticing anything of beauty ... — Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Walking
Never miss an opportunity of noticing anything of beauty ... — Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Walking
Never miss an opportunity of noticing anything of beauty ... — Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Walking
Never miss an opportunity of noticing anything of beauty ... — Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Walking
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Never miss an opportunity of noticing anything of beauty ...

— Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Walking
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