Perhaps I most fully realized that this was primeval, untamed, and forever untamable Nature, or whatever else men call it. Like a star on the edge of night, still hewing at the forests of which it is built — and yet only a few axe-men have gone “up river,” into the howling wilderness which feeds it.
– Henry David Thoreau
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