The wilderness and the idea of wilderness is one of the permanent
homes of the human spirit. Here, as many realized, had been miraculously
preserved, until the time when civilization could appreciate it, the
richness and variety of the natural world which had disappeared unnoticed
and little by little from Europe. America was a dream of something long
past which had suddenly become reality. It was what Thoreau called
the great "poem" before many of its fairest pages had been ripped out
and thrown away. The desire to experience that reality rather than to
destroy it drew to our shores some of the best who have ever
come to them.

--JOSEPH WOOD KRUTCH

[Photograph: Eliot Porter from The Place No One Knew]