It was a magic caused by the collision of modern methods and old ones; modern history and ancient; accessibility and isolation. And it was a magic which could only strike spark about that time. A few years earlier, from the point of view of aircraft alone, it would have been impossible to reach these places; a few later, and there will be no such isolation.

Rivers perhaps are the only physical features of the world that are at their best from the air.

life itself is always pulling you away from the understanding of life.

Duration is not a test of truth or falsehood.

The world has been forced to its knees. Unhappily, we seldom find our way there without being beaten to it by suffering.

After all, I don't see why I am always asking for private, individual, selfish miracles when every year there are miracles like white dogwood.

The web of marriage is made by propinquity, in the day to day living side by side, looking outward in the same direction. It is woven in space and in time of the substance of life itself.