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Douglas, Norman, 1868-1952

"South Wind"

He had no troubles, financial or
domestic."
"Then what on earth--?"
"The scenery of Nepenthe. It got on his nerves; it unstrung him. Does
that surprise you too? Don't you feel its effect upon yourself? The
bland winds, the sea shining in velvety depths as though filled with
some electric fluid, the riot of vegetation, these extravagant cliffs
that change colour with every hour of the day? Look at that peak
yonder--is it not almost transparent, like some crystal of amethyst?
This coast-line alone--the sheer effrontery of its mineral charm--might
affect some natures to such an extent as to dislocate their stability.
Northern minds seem to become fluid here, impressionable, unstable,
unbalanced--what you please. THere is something in the brightness of
this spot which decomposes their old particles and arranges them into
fresh and unexpected patterns. That is what people mean when they say
that they 'diswcover' themselves here. You discover a mechanism, you
know, when you take it to pieces.


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