Reminds me that the Eskimos have any number of different words for snow. We see frozen white stuff. The Eskimos see a whole palette.
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"Now I say that I know the meaning of my life: 'To live for God, for my soul.' And this meaning, in spite of its clearness, is mysterious and marvelous. Such is the meaning of all existence." Levin, Anna Karenina, Part 8, Chapter 12
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