Centre of a vast expanse without boundary

It is true that, like the sea, the steppe is grand and impressive; but it is utterly monotonous and melancholy. I drove across it, day in, day out, at a giddy speed; but the landscape always remained the same. The tarantass was always the centre of a vast expanse without boundary or horizon, so vast indeed that it seemed almost possible to discern the globular shape of the earth.

—Sven Hedin. "Across the Kirghiz Steppes." Through Asia.

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