for the love of trains
If our future journeys are to be little different from flashes of light, with no interim landscape and no interim thought, I think we will have lost the whole good of journeying and will have succumbed to a mere preoccupation with getting there.
E.B White, The Railroad
The beauty of reading writers like E.B White is that he puts things you've always felt into tangible words, encapsulating that vague feeling you've always felt in the back of your mind and bringing it into actual existence as a fully formed thought. Thank you.
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