A Book Is A Heart

Revolution Is As Unpredictable As An Earthquake And As Beautiful As Spring. Its Coming Is Always A Surprise, But Its Nature Should Not Be.

Time Itself Is Our Tragedy And Most Of Us Are Fighting Some Kind Of War Against It.

It Had Come To Me Not In A Sudden Epiphany But With A Gradual Sureness, A Sense Of Meaning Like A Sense Of Place. When You Give Yourself To Places, They Give You Yourself Back; The More One Comes To Know Them, The More One Seeds Them With The Invisible Crop Of Memories And Associations That Will Be Waiting For You When You Come Back, While New Places Offer Up New Thoughts, New Possibilities. Exploring The World Is One Of The Best Ways Of Exploring The Mind, And Walking Travels Both Terrains.

We Make Ourselves Large Or Small, Here Or There, In Our Empathies.

...[cabeza De Vaca] Ceased To Be Lost Not By Returning But By Turning Into Something Else.