Way up high in the Shenandoah Mountains where I live, it is difficult to maintain illusions about the natural world. It is dying.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The natural world is the only one we have. To try to not see the natural world - to put on blinders and avoid seeing it - would for me seem like a form of madness. I'm also interested in the way landscape shapes individuals and populations, and from that, cultures.
We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.
There's a world out there, and you've got to look at both sides of the mountain in your lifetime.
I'm always astonished by a forest. It makes me realise that the fantasy of nature is much larger than my own fantasy. I still have things to learn.
I am determined to live without illusions. I want to look at reality straight. Without hiding.
It's only when you're flying above it that you realize how incredible the Earth really is.
I feel as though I have lived many lives, experienced the heights and depths of each and like the waves of the ocean, never known rest. Throughout the years, I have looked always for the unusual, for the wonderful, for the mysteries at the heart of life.
The most fatal illusion is the narrow point of view. Since life is growth and motion, a fixed point of view kills anybody who has one.
I've stood outside my house in Montana looking at the northern lights... crackling against the night sky. To me, that's magic.
I can't bear living in this huge beautiful world and not try to imitate it as best I can.