From the edge of the sea
I've read everything Rachel Carson wrote and I don't recall her once expressing any religious sentiment or logic. As far as I know, she was a materialist. I know I'm one, and I have had many a moment like the one I quoted (It's the final paragraph of her natural history of the Atlantic Coast). Those moments are what first attracted me to science as a child, and I still get that feeling when I stand at the edge of the sea, or in a climax forest, or under the summer Milky Way.
I wonder if Ayn Rand and Rachel Carson ever met.
