" Here is a calm riverbank, dressed by the hand of unaided nature, towards which the eye turns constantly, and which you leave with regret.

Here at a time when innocent and virtuous men wanted the gods to witness their actions, they lived together with them in the same huts. But soon men turned wicked, tired of embarassing onlookers, and relegated them to magnificent temples. Finally men chased the gods out altogether, so as to inhabit those temples themselves, or at any rate, the temples of the gods came to look very much like citizens' houses'."

JJ Rousseau