August Creates As She Slumbers, Replete And

Love Is ...not A Fact In Nature Of Which We Become Aware, But Rather A Creation Of The Human Imagination.

Not To Have Known - As Most Men Have Not - Either The Mountain Or The Desert Is Not To Have Known One's Self. Not To Have Known One's Self Is To Have Known No One.

Few People Have Ever Seriously Wished To Be Exclusively Rational. The Good Life Which Most Desire Is A Life Warmed By Passions And Touched With That Ceremonial Grace Which Is Impossible Without Some Affectionate Loyalty To Traditional Form And Ceremonies.

Long Before I Ever Saw The Desert I Was Aware Of The Mystical Overtones Which The Observation Of Nature Made Audible To Me. But I Have Never Been More Frequently Or More Vividly Aware Of Them Than In Connection With The Desert Phenomena.

The Snow Itself Is Lonely Or, If You Prefer, Self-sufficient. There Is No Other Time When The Whole World Seems Composed Of One Thing And One Thing Only.