Lawrence Millman famous quotes

After a day on Mykines, I changed my mind about life not going on. A sort of life was going on, beating with a reasonalbe version of a pulse, but that life consisted for the most part of travelers like myself. There were maybe a dozen of us - one third of the island's population. Our tribe could only increase as the Mykines tribe dwindled away, a few falling down steps, most simply emigrating, until there would be, sad to say, only our peripatetic selves. We were the future of all places condemned by remoteness to a lingering, photogenic death.
-- Lawrence Millman

#Fall #Islands #Self

You are what you inhabit.
-- Lawrence Millman

#Travel

Once when I looked up, I happened to see a sea eagle poised on magesterial wings above the knurled summit of the mountain behind my tent. It was a scene of peerless tranquility, tossed out in Nautre's devil-may-care way, which says: Just open your eyes, my friend, and I'll astonish you every minute of your life.
-- Lawrence Millman

#Eye #Eagles #Sea

Travel is the realm of the impossible adventures, the quick fix, the ship passing in the night.  It entitles you to meet interesting people, whom you would never meet, even if you laid traps or advertised for them.  Not only do you met them, but you also unmeet them, all in the space of, it often seems, a mere compacted evening.  As there is so little time, bodies in motion drop their guard and immediately get on with their stories.  Then the proverbial ships part, each to its destination, never again to brush each other's wake.
-- Lawrence Millman

#Adventure #Night #Space

Generous in spirit, richly poetic, and packed with memorable characters.
-- Lawrence Millman

#Memorable #Character #Spirit

The pattern of a newspaperman's life is like the plot of 'Black Beauty.' Sometimes he finds a kind master who gives him a dry stall and an occasional bran mash in the form of a Christmas bonus, sometimes he falls into the hands of a mean owner who drives him in spite of spavins and expects him to live on potato peelings.

Nothing is as easy or natural as consumer brands want us to think - no problem is as resolvable. Your hair will fall out, eventually. Yet we do have these brands, and we line our shelves with them. There's an inherent irony.

Certainly, last year we did an episode about the census and sampling versus a direct statistic. You just said the word 'census,' and people fall asleep.

When you fall for the one that owns you, she’ll be the only one that has the power to make you cry.

To be on an island inhabited by artificial ghosts was the most unbearable of nightmares,- to be in love with one of those images was worse than being in love with a ghost (perhaps we always want the person we love to have the existenceof a ghost).

Best of an island is once you get there - you can't go any farther...you've come to the end of things...

I don't recall having any self-awareness about the intricacy of my stories.

Poetry leads us to the unstructured sources of our beings, to the unknown, and returns us to our rational, structured selves refreshed.

Poetry leads us to the unstructured sources of our beings, to the unknown, and returns us to our rational, structured selves refreshed. Having once experienced the mystery, plenitude, contradiction, and composure of a work of art, we afterward have a built-in resistance to the slogans and propaganda of oversimplification that have often contributed to the destruction of human life. Poetry is a verbal means to a nonverbal source. It is a motion to no-motion, to the still point of contemplation and deep realization.

Happiness is attained, not through self-interest, but through unconditional fidelity in endless love of eternal light.