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Naturally We Would Prefer Seven Epiphanies A Day And An Earth Not So Apparently Devoid Of Angels.

Some People Hear Their Own Inner Voices With Great Clearness And They Live By What They Hear. Such People Become Crazy, Or They Become Legends.

I'm Not Rational Enough To Be A Good Journalist.

The Wilderness Does Not Make You Forget Your Normal Life So Much As It Removes The Distractions For Proper Remembering.

It Is Utterly Soothing To Fly Fish For Trout. All Other Considerations Or Worries Drift Away And You Couldn't Keep Them Close If You Wanted. Perhaps It's Standing Thigh Deep In A River With The Water Passing At The Exact But Varying Speed Of Life. You Easily Recognize This Mortality And It Dissipates Into The Landscape.