The biggest hindrance to learning is fear of showing one's self a fool.

Instead of insight, maybe all a man gets is strength to wander for a while.

Whoever the last true cowboy in America turns out to be, he's likely to be an Indian.

...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.

Spirit can go anywhere. In fact, it has to go places so it can change and emerge like in the migrations. That's the whole idea.

The hotel was once where things coalesced, where you could meet both townspeople and travelers. Not so in a motel. No matter how you build it, the motel remains the haunt of the quick and dirty, where the only locals are Chamber of Commerce boys every fourth Thursday. Who ever heard the returning traveler exclaim over one of the great motels of the world he stayed in? Motels can be big, but never grand.