Weather is a literary specialty, and no untrained hand can turn out a good article on it
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The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn't it be?--it is the same the angels breathe.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote emphasizes the purity and excellence of the environment at high altitudes, comparing it to the breath of angels.
In this quote, Mark Twain reflects on the invigorating qualities of the air found at high altitudes, suggesting that the clarity and freshness of the environment is something divine. By likening this pure air to what angels breathe, he elevates the experience of being in nature and encourages an appreciation of its beauty and purity.
Themes
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In practice
Example use cases
During a nature retreat, one might share this quote to inspire appreciation for the fresh mountain air.
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