… the subject of walking is, in some sense, about how we invest universal acts with particular meanings. Like eating or breathing, it can be invested with wildly different cultural meanings, from the erotic to the spiritual, from the revolutionary to the artistic.
~ Rebecca Solnit, Wanderlust: A History of Walking
Explosions are not comfortable.
~ Yevgeny Zamyatin, Russian novelist
If winter is slumber and spring is birth, and summer is life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection. It’s a time of year when the leaves are down and the harvest is in and the perennials are gone. Mother Earth just closed up the drapes on another year and it’s time to reflect on what’s come before.
~ Mitchell Burgess
The music of the far-away summer flutters around the Autumn seeking its former nest.
~ Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds
There is a road from the eye to the heart that does not go through the intellect.
~ Gilbert K. Chesterton
breezes at dawn 