Once in his life a man ought to concentrate his mind upon the remembered earth. He ought to give himself up to a particular landscape in his experience; to look at it from as many angles as he can, to wonder upon it, and dwell upon it.

My line of vision was such that the creature filled the moon like a fossil. It had gone there, I thought, to live and die, for there, of all places, was its small definition made whole and eternal

My father was a painter and he taught art. He once said to me, 'I never knew an Indian child who could not draw.'

The Kiowas reckoned their stature by the distance they could see.

Coyotes have the gift of seldom being seen; they keep to the edge of vision and beyond, loping in and out of cover on the plains and highlands. And at night, when the whole world belongs to them, they parley at the river with the dogs, their higher, sharper voices full of authority and rebuke. They are an old council of clowns, and they are listened to.

Your imagination comes to life, and this, you think, is where Creation was begun.

I wonder if, in the dark night of the sea, the octopus dreams of me.