The mountains have always been here, and in them, the bears.

The seams, the laminae between the various worlds the past present and future as well as the living and the nonliving may not be as distinct and clear-cut as we have been taught or as our somewhat arbitrary clocks and calendars have led us to believe.

I've heard it said that when you die you enter a room of bright light, and that you can smell bread baking just around the corner.

A novel that features real people is complicated, but in the end, that extra challenge is all for the good.

To not pursue the thing one wants would be a waste of one's life.

Fit in where you don't: make your own space..be different..don't give in. Exist somewhere you're not suppose to, or where you don't want to. Be your own men; do what you want, and don't hurt anybdoy

The natural world is the only one we have. To try to not see the natural world - to put on blinders and avoid seeing it - would for me seem like a form of madness. I'm also interested in the way landscape shapes individuals and populations, and from that, cultures.