It is the soul that sees; the outward eyes
Present the object, but the Mind descries.
We see nothing till we truly understand it.
John Constable
There is an eternal landscape, a geography of the soul;
When it comes, the Landscape listens - Shadows - hold their breath - When it goes, 'tis like the Distance on the look of Death
Life is like a landscape. You live in the midst of it but can describe it only from the vantage point of distance.
we search for its outlines all our lives.
Josephine Hart
Emily Dickinson
Charles Lindbergh
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