The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

-Robert Frost,
Stopping by Woods
on a Snowy Evening
, 1923





Forest Floor (Redwood)

"Is there anybody there?" said the Traveler,
    Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grasses
    Of the forest's ferny floor

-Walter De La Mare, The Listeners





Passing in the Night (Paris)

Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing,
Only a signal shown and distant voice in the darkness;
So the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another,
Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and silence.

-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
Tales of a Wayside Inn, Part III,
The Theologian's Tale
, 1873





Ancient Track (French Alps)

    O how I long to travel back
And tread again that ancient track!
That I might once more reach that plain,
Where first I left my glorious train

-Henry Vaughan, The Retreat





Company on the Way (French Alps)

We do not mind our not arriving anywhere nearly
so much as our not having any company on the way.

-Frank Moore Colby,
The Margin of Hesitation,
"Thinking It Through in Haste", 1921





Untitled (Princeton)





Desert Island (New York)

Manhattan. Sometimes from beyond the skyscrapers,
across the hundreds of thousands of high walls,
the cry of a tugboat finds you in your insomnia
in the middle of the night,
and you remember that this desert of
iron and cement is an island.

-Albert Camus, 1946







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