六月蔚蓝的天空总是使人遥想一个更加蔚蓝的苍弯；美丽的落日总会让人憧憬更加绚丽的景象，这景象未及饱览便一闪而逝，并在消逝中给人留下不可名状的渴望与惆帐。

There is no sky in June so blue that it does not point forward to a bluer, no sunset so beautiful that it does not waken the vision of a greater beauty, a vision which passes before it is fully glimpsed, and in passing leaves an indefinable longing and regret.

——出自 《发现化石人》（Finding fossil man）。
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