The World of the Sea A Book by Moquin Tandon & Martyn Hart catalogue.nla.gov.au Wordless questioningThe Beauty of the Overlooked naturetaxonomy
My own beauty reflected The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said: "I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected." Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist Narcissus and Goldmund beautyego