During the Tertiary period the whole valley of Mexico was one great lake.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The interior of Mexico consists of a mass of volcanic rocks, thrust up to a great height above the sea-level.
Mexico is a mosaic of different realities and beauties.
My recollection of a hundred lovely lakes has given me blessed release from care and worry and the troubled thinking of our modern day. It has been a return to the primitive and the peaceful.
The Aztecs believe they started up in what's now New Mexico, and wandered for 10,000 years before they got down into where they are now, in Mexico City. That's a weird legend.
Taking it as a whole, Mexico is a grand city, and, as Cortes truly said, its situation is marvellous.
Mexico was conquered more by manipulation of myth and archetype.
I had been to New Mexico many times. I loved it. It's a very exotic, interesting, severely crazy environment. I don't know if I could live there all year. It's such an intense place.
I am free to confess that I am disappointed with the Yosemite valley. It seems only about one-half as grand as the American Fork canyon.
The sediments of the past are many miles in collective thickness: yet the feeble silt of the rivers built them all from base to summit.
The truth is that the history of Mexico is a history in the image of its geography: abrupt and tortuous. Each historical period is like a plateau surrounded by tall mountains and separated from the other plateaus by precipices and divides.