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"[...] out there past men's knowing, where the stars are drowning and whales ferry their vast souls through the black and seamless sea."

Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian

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"[...] and yet not alien none of it more than were their own hearts alien in them, whatever wilderness contained there and whatever beasts."

Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian

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“Thoreau always had two notebooks—one for facts, and the other for poetry. But he had a hard time keeping them apart, as he often found facts more poetic than his poems. They are, he said, translated from the language of the earth into that of the sky. Thoreau knew that the imagination uses facts to fabricate images and even delicate architectures. One summer night, looking up into the sky at a particularly beautiful, scintillating star, he thought perhaps another traveler somewhere else along the coast was, like him, looking up at that same star and said, ‘Of what unsuspected triangles are stars the apex?’”

— Jean Frémon, from “Ralph Waldo Emerson’s Gloves,” trans. Cole Swenson, Southern Review (vol. 56, no. 1, Winter 2020)