My entire delight was in observing without being myself noticed,- if I could have been invisible, all the better. . . to be in the midst of it, and rejoice and wonder at it, and help it if I could, - happier if it needed no help of mine, - this was the essential love of Nature in me, this the root of all that I have usefully become, and the light of all that I have rightly learned.
John Ruskin, David Carrier, Walter Pater, Adrian Stokes (1997). “England and Its Aesthetes: Biography and Taste”, p.44, Psychology Press