For the first time in four billion years a living creature had contemplated himself and heard with a sudden, unaccountable loneliness, the whisper of the wind in the night reeds.
Loren EiseleyAbout author
- Author's profession: Scientist
- Nationality: american
- Born: September 3, 1907
- Died: July 9, 1977
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