THE INTIMATE ACT OF MAKING A PATH

'Wearing any such path in the earth's rind is an intimate act, an act like love, and it is denied to the dweller in cities.'

Wallace Stegner, Wolf Willow, p.273.

FALLING IN LOVE

'Falling in love is a desolating experience, but not when it is with a countryside.'

TH White in Helen Macdonald, H is for Hawk, p.39.