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Thoreau on sunsets

Henry David Thoreau, on January 7, 1852, pretty much nails my thoughts of every evening.

We never tire of the drama of sunset. I go forth each afternoon and look into the west a quarter of an hour before sunset, with fresh curiosity, to see what new picture will be painted there, what new panorama exhibited, what new dissolving views. […] Every day a new picture is painted and framed, held up for half and hour, in such lights as the Great Artist chooses, and then withdrawn, and the curtain falls.

Everyone loves a good sunset.