“Homesickness is a great teacher. It taught me, during an endless rainy fall, that I came from the arid lands, and like where I came from. I was used to dry clarity and sharpness in the air. I was used to horizons that either lifted into jagged ranges or rimmed the geometrical circle of the flat world. I was used to seeing a long way. I was used to earth colors--tan, rusty red, toned white--and the endless green of Iowa offended me. I was used to a sun that came up over mountains and went down behind other mountains. I missed the color and smell of sagebrush, and the sight of bare ground.” WorldWayLongEarthUsedFallWhiteBehindsSunTeacherSeeingAirLandTaughtColorMountainRedSightGreenSmellCirclesEndlessClarityRangeDryFlatsHorizonOffendedLong WayRainyGreat TeacherIowaHomesicknessSharpness Author:Wallace Stegner
“the ordinary man's experience is chaotic, irregular, fragmentary. [He] falls in love or reads Spinoza, and these two experiences have nothing to do with each other, or with the noise of the typewriter, or the smell of cooking; in the mind of the poet these experiences are always forming new wholes” MenMindArtTwoPoetryFallPoetOrdinaryCookingFalling In LoveSmellNoiseChaoticTypewritersOrdinary ManSpinoza Book:The Sacred Wood and Major Early Essays Source: The Sacred Wood and Major Early Essays
“I will pursue my passion of cooking every day until my hands fall off and I lose all sense of smell and taste.” HandsFallPassionLosesTasteCookingSmellPursueMy Passion Author:Nicole Trunfio