“We don't tend to ask where a lake comes from. It lies before us, contained and complete, tantalizing in its depth but not its origin. A river is a different kind of mystery, a mystery of distance and becoming, a mystery of source. Touch its fluent body and you touch far places. You touch a story that must end somewhere but cannot stop telling itself, a story that is always just beginning.” KindDifferentEndsStoriesBodyLyingAsksMysterySourceBecomingRiversDistanceEnvironmentalDepthLakesDifferent KindsFluentTantalizing Book:The Far Corner: Northwestern Views on Land, Life, and Literature Source: The Far Corner: Northwestern Views on Land, Life, and Literature