There is no mysterious essence we can call a 'place'. Place is change. It is motion killed by the mind, and preserved in the amber of memory. — J. A. Baker Copy Share Image
Whatever is destroyed, the act of destruction does not vary much. Beauty if vapour from the pit of death. — J. A. Baker Copy Share Image
There is no mysterious essence we can call a 'place'. Place is change. It is motion killed by the mind, and preserved in the… — J. A. Baker Copy Share Image
“Binoculars, and a hawk-like vigilance, reduce the disadvantage of myopic human vision.” — J. A. Baker Copy Share Image
“No pain, no death, is more terrible to a wild creature than its fear of man.” — J. A. Baker Copy Share Image
