You never feel better than when you start feeling good after you've been feeling bad.

...who can say where a voyage starts - not the the actual passage but the dream of a journey and its urge to find a way?

Our religion keeps reminding us that we aren't just will and thoughts. We're also sand and wind and thunder. Rain. The seasons. All those things. You learn to respect everything because you are everything. If you respect yourself, you respect all things.

Instead of insight, maybe all a man gets is strength to wander for a while. Maybe the only gift is a chance to inquire, to know nothing for certain. An inheritance of wonder and nothing more.

Get out and find ...the country. And ourselves.

Other than to amuse himself, why should a man pretend to know where he's going or understand what he sees?

You never feel better than when you start feeling good after you've been feeling bad.