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We had not seen any natives for many days, but a few passed the camp on the opposite side of the river on the evening of the 25th. They would not, however, come to us; but fled into the interior in great apparent alarm.

I am sure that no traveler seeing things through author spectacles can see them as they are.

Doubtless there are things in nature which have not yet been seen. If an artist discovers them, he opens the way for his successors.

The traveler sees what he sees, the tourist sees what he has come to see.

Strange - is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the road Which to discover we must travel too.

You may be ignorant of His presence at the time, but that doesn't mean He doesn't exist. If you look, you will find that He was there all along. You can know that God exists.

Strange, is it not? That of the myriads who Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the Road Which to discover we must travel too.

Since the time of St. Jerome, it was mandatory for any kind of scholar or thinker to spend time out in the desert in solitude. It's no coincidence that the desert has been a major part of the visionary or mystical experience from the beginning of time.

Mount Tamalpais became my house. For Cezanne, Sainte-Victoire was no longer a mountain. It was an absolute. It was painting.