An exposure every 10 minutes along the course of a river / 480 minutes / 48 exposures
What I see is nothing - I want what it hides - that is not nothing.
Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea, 1966
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A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening.
If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning.
Hermann Hesse, Wandering, 1920
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Monotony has nothing to do with a place;
monotony, either in its sensation or its infliction, is simply the quality of a person.
There are no dreary sights; there are only dreary sight seers.
G. K. Chesterton, Alarms and Discursions, 1911
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It's a kindness that the mind can go where it wishes.
Publius Ovidius Naso, The Poems of Exile: Tristia and the Black Sea Letters, AD13
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drowned.
hearts,
pulling
the mouth
of the land,
to draw breath,
as breath left,
holding
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Earth laughs in flowers
Ralph Waldo Emerson, Hamatreya, 1846
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Death doesn't exist. It never did, it never will. But we've drawn so many pictures of it, so many years, trying to pin it down, comprehend it,
we've got to thinking of it as an entity, strangely alive and greedy. All it is, however, is a stopped watch, a loss, an end, a darkness. Nothing.
Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes, 1962
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A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in
Victor Hugo, Les Misérables, 1862
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I see black light
The last words of Victor Hugo, 1802 - 1885
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Before it can ever be a repose for the senses, landscape is the work of the mind.
Its scenery is built up as much from strata of memory as from layers of rock.
Simon Schama, Landscape and Memory, 1995