The Maps Within

"I go about and look at flowers and listen to the birds. There was a time when the beauty and the music were all within, and I sat and listened to my thoughts, and there was a song in them."
– Henry David Thoreau, from Journals (Tuesday, May 23, 1854)

"He walked happily...and through his deteriorating summer footwear he felt the ground with extraordinary sensitivity when he walked across an unpaved section... For a long time he had wanted to express somehow that it was in his feet that he had the feeling of Russia, that he could touch and recognize all of her with his soles, as a blind man feels with his palms."
– Vladimir Nabokov, from The Gift

Posted on May 24, 2017 04:08 AM by scottking