May 20, 2006



^ Temblor Range, California
“Do not burn yourself out. Be as I am. A reluctant enthusiast and part-time crusader. A half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the west. It is even more important to enjoy it while you can, while it’s still there. So get out there, hunt, fish, mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forest, encounter the grit, climb a mountain, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and elusive air. Sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness of the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. enjoy yourselves. Keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive. And I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk bound people with their hearts in safe deposit boxes and their eyes hypnotized by their desk calculators. I promise you this: you will outlive the bastards.” —Edward Abbey

“It is an important and popular fact that things are not always what they seem. For instance, on the planet earth, man had always assumed that he was more intelligent than dolphins because he had achieved so much—the wheel, New York, wars, and so on—whilst all the dolphins had ever done was muck about in the water having a good time. but, conversely, the dolphins had always believed that they were far more intelligent than man—for precisely the same reasons.” —Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

“True love doesn’t come to you; it has to be inside you.” —Julia Roberts
“There are many things in life that will catch your eye, but only a few will catch your heart—pursue those.” —Unknown
“We’re all a little weird and life’s a little weird and, when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.” —Unknown

“He eased into a parking space so he could walk down to the dock. He wanted to study the light, the shadows, the colors and shapes, and he was already wishing that he’d thought to bring a sketch pad. It amazed him, constantly, how much beauty there was in the world. How it changed and it shifted even as he watched. The way the sun struck the water at one exact instant, how it spread or winked away behind a cloud.
“Or there, he thought. The curve of that little girl’s cheek when she lifted her face to look at a gull. The way her laugh shaped her mouth, or the way her fingers threaded through her mother’s in absolute trust.
“There was power in that.”
—Nora Roberts, Chesapeake Blue