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Mont Blanc yet gleams on high: the power is there, The still and solemn power of many sights And many sounds, and much of life and death. In the long glare of day, the snows descend Upon that Mountain; none beholds them there, Nor when the flakes burn in the sinking sun, Or the sunbeams dart through them.
— Percy Bysshe Shelley
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The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
— Albert Camus
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