Walking Allows Us To Be

The Art Is Not One Of Forgetting But Letting Go. And When Everything Else Is Gone, You Can Be Rich In Loss.

The Present Rearranges The Past. We Never Tell The Story Whole Because A Life Isn't A Story; It's A Whole Milky Way Of Events And We Are Forever Picking Out Constellations From It To Fit Who And Where We Are.

A Labyrinth Is A Symbolic Journey . . . But It Is A Map We Can Really Walk On, Blurring The Difference Between Map And World.

Beauty Is Often Spoken Of As Though It Only Stirs Lust Or Admiration, But The Most Beautiful People Are So In A Way That Makes Them Look Like Destiny Or Fate Or Meaning, The Heroes Of A Remarkable Story.

We Know Less When We Erroneously Think We Know Than When We Recognize That We Don't.