Michael

“But always after that, for the rest of his life, he suspected that he did not know how to properly read the emotional landscape of those around him, and that what seemed solid and eternal probably wasn’t, and that love could run very, very deep and also end.”
― Peter Heller, Burn

“The only certainty is the certainty of what they leave behind: thunder in August, heart-crushing love affairs with the light, no money. How warm air rises from the valleys at noon and comes down cool from the high country as the sun goes down. How the ground beneath your feet shapes your muscles. How where you live—the locale—makes you who you are. I”
― Ellen Meloy, Eating Stone: Imagination and the Loss of the Wild

“Acertain blue of the sky is so damn blue that only blood could be more red.”
― David Abram, Becoming Animal

“The fear of being humble has walled all of us into separate geographies. Nature is a place “out there,” the not-home place, much as history is “back then,” the not-us time. We attend both by random visits. We grab a few souvenirs, then scurry back to our six-inch-thick bulletproof Hummers and race off to the familiar terrain of rampant late-stage capitalism. More often these days, we take both Hummer and paradigm into the “out there” with us. Never has hubris had so much armor.”
― Ellen Meloy, Eating Stone: Imagination and the Loss of the Wild