The romantic view, while not the whole of truth, is a necessary part of the whole truth. - Edward Abbey

"Where're your papers?"
"My what?"
"Your I.D. — draft card, social security, driver's license."
"Don't have none. Don't need none. I already know who I am."

One wishes to go on. On this great river one could glide forever — and here we discover the definition of bliss, salvation, Heaven, all the old Mediterranean dreams: a journey from wonder to wonder, drifting through eternity into ever-deeper, always changing grandeur, through beauty continually surpassing itself: the ultimate Homeric voyage.

Thou fair-haired angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown Put on, and smile upon our evening bed. Smile on our loves.…