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Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Man
Joseph Wood Krutch, The Voice of the Desert (New York: William Sloane Associates, 1954), p. 191:
To almost everything except man the smell of humanity is the most repulsive of all odors, the sight of man the most terrifying of all sights.