You give me fresh life and vigour.
Adieu to disappointment and spleen.
What are men to rocks and mountains?…
And when we do return, it shall not be like other travellers,
without being able to give one accurate idea of anything.
We will know where we have gone —
we will recollect what we have seen.
Lakes, mountains, and rivers shall not be jumbled together in our imaginations.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice