“The desert sharpened the sweet ache of his longing, amplified it, gave shape to it in sere geology and clean slant of light.”
“In the first few seconds an aching sadness wrenched his heart, but it soon gave way to a feeling of sweet disquiet, the excitement of gypsy wanderlust”
“I went into geology because I like being outdoors, and because everybody in geology seemed, well, they all seemed like free spirits or renegades or something. You know, climbing mountains and hiking deserts and stuff.”
“How terribly unfair that his whole self aches because of the shape of a shoulder, the soft line of a hip.”
“Sweet desert roseEach of her veils, a secret promiseThis desert flowerNo sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this”
“the light too brief to finish any work —the woman seeks to amplify the dark”