"Mortenson watched a flock of swallows rise all at once, still in the shape of the tamarind tree where they'd been perched..." p 59
"We breathed in air of utter satisfaction, eternal peace...All this gives rise to the a question. Isn't it better to live in ignorance of everything - ashphalt and macadam, vehicles, telephones
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