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Question 140·Medium·Central Ideas and Details

The following passage is from Clara E. Porter’s 1910 essay “On the Infinite Night.”

Look upward on a clear winter evening, and the sky seems strewn with careless handfuls of light.
Each point is a distant sun, unfathomably removed, yet it reaches us through the thin glass of the atmosphere and the even thinner glass of our certainty.
Instruments may count, classify, and even photograph these fires, but numbers cannot exhaust wonder.
The more faithfully the telescope delivers new worlds to our catalogs, the more keenly we feel the boundaries of our own.

Which statement best captures the central idea of the passage?