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“Natural objects themselves, even when they make no claim to beauty, excite the feelings, and occupy the imagination. Nature pleases, attracts, delights, merely because it is nature. We recognize in it an Infinite Power.”

Quote by Wilhelm von Humboldt

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Wilhelm von Humboldt
Wilhelm von Humboldt

German philosopher, educator, and linguist, known as the 'Father of Educational Reform'. Wilhelm von Humboldt was born on June 22, 1767, and died on April 8, 1835. He had profound insights into education, language, and culture, which had a lasting impact on the world. more

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