The Gaze Of The Wolf Reached Into

If There Is A Stage At Which An Individual Life Becomes Truly Adult, It Must Be When One Grasps The Irony In Its Unfolding And Accepts Responsibility For A Life Lived In The Midst Of Such Paradox.

When We Enter The Landscape To Learn Something, We Are Obligated, I Think, To Pay Attention Rather Than Constantly To Pose Questions. To Approach The Land As We Would A Person, By Opening An Intelligent Conversation. And To Stay In One Place, To Make Of That One, Long Observation A Fully Dilated Experience. We Will Always Be Rewarded If We Give The Land Credit For More Than We Imagine, And If We Imagine It As Being More Complex Even Than Language. In These Ways We Begin, I Think, To Find A Home, To Sense How To Fit A Place.

The Wolf Exerts A Powerful Influence On The Human Imagination. It Takes Your Stare And Turns It Back On You

I Lay There Knowing Something Eerie Ties Us To The World Of Animals. Sometimes The Animals Pull You Backward Into It. You Share Hunger And Fear With Them Like Salt In Blood.

People Think That If You've Written A Book And Somebody's Given You A Pat On The Back Then, You Know, It's All - You're All Settled, You Know? You're Going To Be Fine. I Know That If I'm Not Confused, And Really Afraid, My Work Isn't Going To Be Any Good.