Society, as we have constituted it, will have no place for me, has none to offer; but Nature, whose sweet rains fall on unjust and just alike, will have clefts in the rocks where I may hide, and secret valleys in whose silence I may weep undisturbed. She will hang the night with stars so that I may walk abroad in the darkness without stumbling, and send the wind over my footprints so that none may track me to my hurt: she will cleance me in the great waters, and with bitter herbs make me whole. ✨ Oscar Wilde, Russell Jackson, Ian Small (2000). The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: De profundis, Epistola : in carcere et vinculis, p.152, Oxford University Press on Demand

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