As the pen rises from the page between words, so the walker's feet rise and fall between paces, and as the deer continues to run as it bounds from the earth and the dolphin continues to swim even as it leaps again and again from the sea, so writing and wayfaring are continuous activities, a running stitch, a persistence of the same seam or stream.
Those who travel to mountain-tops are half in love with themselves, and half in love with oblivion.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote suggests a duality in the nature of those who seek high places, balancing self-admiration and a desire for escape.
Robert Macfarlane's quote explores the complex motivations behind why people seek out high places, such as mountain-tops. It implies that while travelers are often drawn to the majesty and beauty of these locations, there is an inherent self-love in their pursuit, as well as a desire to escape the mundane or to detach from reality, represented by 'oblivion'. This dual attraction reflects the intertwined relationship between self-reflection and the quest for deeper truths found in nature.
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Example use cases
During a motivational speech about self-discovery and exploration.
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