Violence Doesn't Have A Race,

A Lone Walker Is Both Present And Detached, More Than An Audience But Less Than A Participant. Walking Assuages Or Legitimizes This Alienation.

Walking, Ideally, Is A State In Which The Mind, The Body, And The World Are Aligned.

Given A Choice Between Their Worldview And The Facts, It's Always Interesting How Many People Toss The Facts.

The Object We Call A Book Is Not The Real Book, But Its Potential, Like A Musical Score Or Seed. It Exists Fully Only In The Act Of Being Read; And Its Real Home Is Inside The Head Of The Reader, Where The Symphony Resounds, The Seed Germinates. A Book Is A Heart That Only Beats In The Chest Of Another.

Never Turn Down An Adventure Without A Really Good Reason.