“The vault of heaven, full of soft, shining stars, stretched vast and fathomless above him. The Milky Way ran in two pale streams from the zenith to the horizon. The fresh, motionless, still night enfolded the earth. The white towers and golden domes of the church gleamed out against the sapphire sky. The autumn flowers, in the garden, were slumbering. The silence of earth seemed to melt into the silence of the heavens. The mystery of earth was one with the mystery of the stars….”
The Brothers Karamazov — Fyodor Dostoevsky
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