Scenery Can Be A Violent

There Are Some People Who Cannot Get Onto A Train Without Imagining That They Are About To Voyage Into The Significant Unknown; As Though The Notion Of Movement Were Inseparably Connected With The Notion Of Discovery, As Though Each Displacement Of The Body Were A Displacement Of The Soul.

London, How Could One Ever Be Tired Of It?

Because If One Has An Image, However Dim And Romantic, Of A Journey's End, One May, In The End, Surely Reach It, After No Matter How Many Detours And Deceptions And Abandonings Of Hope. And Hope Could Never Have Been Entirely Abandoned, Even In The Worst Days.

Poverty, Therefore, Was Comparative. One Measured It By A Sliding Scale. One Was Always Poor, In Terms Of Those Who Were Richer.

Lord Knows What Incommunicable Small Terrors Infants Go Through, Unknown To All. We Disregard Them, We Say They Forget, Because They Have Not The Words To Make Us Remember. ... By The Time They Learn To Speak They Have Forgotten The Details Of Their Complaints, And So We Never Know. They Forget So Quickly, We Say, Because We Cannot Contemplate The Fact That They Never Forget.