People rescue each other. They build shelters and community kitchens and ways to deal with lost children and eventually rebuild one way or another.

Places matter. Their rules, their scale, their design include or exclude civil society, pedestrianism, equality, diversity (economic and otherwise), understanding of where water comes from and garbage goes, consumption or conservation. They map our lives.

Every woman who appears wrestles with the forces that would have her disappear. She struggles with the forces that would tell her story for her, or write her out of the story ... The ability to tell your own story, in words or images, is already a victory, already a revolt.

Walking . . . is how the body measures itself against the earth.

EXPLORING the world is one of the best ways of exploring the mind, and walking travels both terrains.

Everyday life is a disaster, and disaster can liberate us.

The famous Zen parable about the master for whom, before his studies, mountains were only mountains, but during his studies mountains were no longer mountains, and afterward mountains were again mountains could be interpreted as an alleory about [the perpetual paradox that when one is closest to a destination one is also the farthest).