“The rosy mountain peaks laughed like high lustrous thoughts,
and Helen, speechless, raised her pale hands toward the sun
and joyed to feel its warm rays falling on her frozen palms.”

— Nikos Kazantzakis

Book IV, line 1361
The Odyssey : A Modern Sequel (1938)

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Greek writer 1883–1957

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“The rosy mountain peaks laughed like high lustrous thoughts,
and Helen, speechless, raised her pale hands toward the sun
and joyed to feel its warm rays falling on her frozen palms.”