I am currently reading a book(watch out) and I found a cool quote. enjoy.

"So, willy nilly, to perceive health, we must look through and beyond disease; to locate sanity we must wander through the jungle, the swamps, the marshes and the arid places of confusion worse confounded-and we must hold a steady course, guided by the sun in the daytime and the stars at night. There is no help for it; we are choking in miasm. We must find the way out to a pure air, or perish. We are rotting-we must purify;we are wasting in a profound torpor; we are growing senile before our time; we are like unto a wormy windfall. Is there no health in us? Or, is there a vital and saving grace-a force, a power that will regenerate? From the ugly worm shall there come a beauteous creature of the air? From this compost shall there grow and bloom the rose?

name THAT book without looking it up.