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1 " For the first time in years he raised his eyes to the windows and saw, beyond the frozen roofs and under the crystal clear sky, the distant mountains gleaming, white with snow. They looked like silver clouds sailing gaily along, slow-moving, above the worries of the earth. He looked at them: for how long had he been oblivious to their existence? He thought, how different they are from us men, God, how pure and beautiful. "
― Dino Buzzati , Catastrophe: And Other Stories
