The days are stacked against what we think we are.

Success and money can really be quite blinding.

There is a neurologist, a woman over at Harvard who wanted me to come talk to them, and in France I have a lot of readers in the sciences. I can't tell you why.

I had let my digust with teaching ruin my love of literature.

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.

The wilderness does not make you forget your normal life so much as it removes the distractions for proper remembering.

Marriage is survived just on the basis of ordinary etiquette, day in and day out. Also cooking together helps a lot.