Beauty plus pity—that is the closest we can get to a definition of art. Where there is beauty there is pity for the simple reason that beauty must die: beauty always dies, the manner dies with the matter, the world dies with the individual.
Nabokov
I think it was my last day on firetower today and it was kinda boring and
long. Low visability, no smokes and the spotter planes returning early
because...
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