" The wild up here is not creatures, wooded, tangled wild. It is absence wild. Barren, empty, stone wild. Worn-away wild. Only the smell of weeds and hot air. But a place where differences are clear. Between the mind’s severity and its harshness. Between honesty and the failure of belief. A man said no person is educated who knows only one language, for he cannot distinguish between his thought and the English version. Up here he is translated to a place where it is possible to discriminate between age and sorrow. "