An infinite variety of days and nights-an infinite variety of skies and light and clouds and daybreaks and sunsets-an infinite number and variety of currents and shoals and deep places and quiet spots and dangerous rapids and eddies-and, along its banks, an endless change of hills and mountains and flats and forests and meadows and farms and cities-and- She paused, breathless.
"The Re-Creation of Brian Kent"
Harold Bell Wright