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

The landscape of the American West has to be seen to believed and has to be believed to be seen.

He used both hands when he made the bear. Imagine a bear proceeding from the hands of God.

Although my grandmother lived out her long life in the shadow of Rainy Mountian, the immense landscape of the continental interior lay like memory in her blood

Loneliness is an aspect of the land.

I am interested in the way that we look at a given landscape and take possession of it in our blood and brain. None of us lives apart from the land entirely; such an isolation is unimaginable. If we are to realize and maintain our humanity, we must come to a moral comprehension of earth and air as it is perceived in the long turn of seasons and of years.

Her name is Ago, and she belonged to the last culture to evolve in North America.