Exploring The World Is One Of The

No Matter How Deeply You Come To Know A Place, You Can Keep Coming Back To Know It More.

When You Say 'mother' Or 'father' You Describe Three Different Phenomena. There Is The Giant Who Made You And Loomed Over Your Early Years; There Is Whatever More Human-scale Version Might Have Been Possible To Perceive Later And Maybe Even Befriend; And There Is The Internalized Version Of The Parent With Whom You Struggle- To Appease, To Escape, To Be Yourself, To Understand And Be Understood By- And They Make Up A Chaotic And Contradictory Trinity.

Perfection Is A Stick With Which To Beat The Possible.

Walking . . . Is How The Body Measures Itself Against The Earth.

Roads Are A Record Of Those Who Have Gone Before.