For thirty days by the light of the sun and the camp-fire light they saw no faces except their own; and when they were silent it was all stillness, unless the wind passed among the pines, or some flowing water was near them.
Owen Wister, The Virginian, a Horseman of the plains
In the last 20 miles I didn’t see another car. That’s what the desert’s about: solitude. It’s a test. A test to see if you can stand yourself.
— The 19th Wife by David Ebershoff
Favorite Quote Friday — from South Carolina (Pat Conroy)
As I moved the boat through the breakwaters, with James Island on my starboard side, moonlight infused the tassels of sea oats shimmering on the tide-stuck dunes. The waves, inlaid with phosphorus and plankton, fell in soft wings against the bow.
Andrea Reads America 