"Why not be idle here in this beautiful, wild place?
just to dream away the hours--the days! I could do it." "But you mustn't.

It took me years to learn how bad that was for me.

An' right now I would love nothin' more than to forget my work, my horses an' pets--everythin', an' just lay around, seein' an' feelin'." "Seeing and feeling?
Yes, that must be what I mean.

But why--what is it?
There are the beauty and color--the wild, shaggy slopes--the gray cliffs--the singing wind--the lulling water--the clouds--the sky.

And the silence, loneliness, sweetness of it all." "It's a driftin' back.