In this very breath that we take now lies the secret that all great teachers try to tell us.

Figures dark beneath their loads pass down the far bank of the river, rendered immortal by the streak of sunset upon their shoulders

Here I am, safely returned over those peaks from a journey far more beautiful and strange than anything I had hoped for or imagined - how is it that this safe return brings such regret?

You do your best work when you're not conscious of yourself.

The concept of conservation is a far truer sign of civilization than that spoilation of a continent which we once confused with progress.

I like to hear and smell the countryside, the land that my characters inhabit. I don’t want these characters to step off the page, I want them to step out of the landscape.

Be light, light, light - full of light!