"Water, thou hast no taste, no color, no odor; canst not be defined, art
relished while ever mysterious. Not necessary to life, but rather life
itself, thou fillest us with a gratification that exceeds the delight of
the senses. By thy might, there return into us treasures that we had
abandoned. By thy grace, there are released in us all the dried-up
runnels of our heart. Of the riches that exist in the world, thou art
the rarest and also the most delicate - thou so pure within the bowels
of the earth! A man may die of thirst lying beside a magnesian spring.
He may die within reach of a salt lake. He may die though he hold in his
hand a jug of dew, if it be inhabited by evil salts. For thou, water,
art a proud divinity, allowing no alteration, no foreignness in thy
being. And the joy that thou spreadest is an infinitely simple joy."
- Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (1900 - 1944)
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