“If we hadn’t done this there’d always have been things we wouldn't have known, a part of ourselves we wouldn't have found, resilience we didn't know we had.”
―
Raynor Winn,
The Salt Path
“Had I seen enough things? When I could no longer see them, would I remember them, and would just the memory be enough to fill me up and make me whole?... Could anyone ever have enough memories?” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“I wasn't living my life; I was just existing in someone else's.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“Most people go through their whole lives without answering their own questions: What am I, what do I have within me? The big stuff. What a waste.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“The lady set off, in search of summers long past, always just around the next corner. On a basic level, maybe all of us on the path were the same; perhaps we were all looking for something. Looking back, looking forward or just looking for something that was missing. Drawn to the edge, a strip of wilderness where we could be free to let the answers come, or not, to find a way of accepting life, our life, whatever that was. Were we searching this narrow margin between the land and the sea for another way of being, becoming edgelanders along the way. Stuck between one world and the next. Walking a thin line between tame and wild, lost and found, life and death. At the edge of existence.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“I was home, there was nothing left to search for, he was my home” ― Raynor Winn , The Salt Path
“Something in me was changing season too. I was no longer striving, fighting to change the unchangeable, not clenching in anxiety at the life we’d been unable to hold on to, or angry at an authoritarian system too bureaucratic to see the truth. A new season had crept into me, a softer season of acceptance. Burnt in by the sun, driven in by the storms. I could feel the sky, the earth, the water and revel in being part of the elements without a chasm of pain opening at the thought of the loss of our place within it all. I was a part of the whole. I didn’t need to own a patch of land to make that so. I could stand in the wind and I was the wind, the rain, the sea; it was all me, and I was nothing within it. The core of me wasn’t lost. Translucent, elusive, but there and growing stronger with every headland.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“Life is now, this minute, it’s all we have. It’s all we need.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“It's touched you, it's written all over you: you've felt the hand of nature. It won't ever leave you now; you're salted...People fight the elements, the weather, especially here, but when it's touched you, when you let it be, you're never the same again. Good luck, wherever your path takes you.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“When you tell a story, the first person you must convince is yourself; if you can make yourself believe it's true, then everyone else will follow.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“On a basic level, maybe all of us on the path were the same; perhaps we were all looking for something. Looking back, looking forward, or just looking for something that was missing. Drawn to the edge, a strip of wilderness where we could be free to let the answers come, or not, to find a way of accepting life, our life, whatever that was. Were we searching this narrow margin between the land and sea for another way of being, becoming edgelanders along the way? Stuck between one world and the next. Walking a thin line between tame and wild, lost and found, life and death. At the edge of existence.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path: A Memoir
“Meet me there, where the sea meets the sky, Lost but finally free.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“Does it take a time of crisis for us to see the plight of the homeless? Must they be escaping a war zone to be in need? As a people, can we only respond to need if we perceive it to be valid?” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path: A Memoir
“Familiar actions from a familiar life, but one I no longer lived.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“At what point in our lives does cynicism take over from instinct? When we stop feeling the softness of rain on our face and start worrying about being wet?…When do we make that switch from being part of the natural world to being an observer with an assumed right to control it?” ― Raynor Winn, The Wild Silence
“Maybe ageing really is all in the mind. Possibly the best way to defy it isn't though expensive serums, endless hours at the gym and overly sharp scalpels, but simply by trusting our bodies to be strong and capable as they ever were, being in the wild outdoors whenever we can and not spending too long looking in the mirror.” ― Raynor Winn, The Wild Silence
“I was a part of the whole. I didn’t need to own a patch of land to make that so. I could stand in the wind and I was the wind, the rain, the sea; it was all me, and I was nothing within it. The core of me wasn’t lost. Translucent, elusive, but there and growing stronger” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path: A Memoir
“Our greatest fears always greet us in their ugliest form in the quiet of the night,” ― Raynor Winn, Landlines
“A wild unity had crept into our veins and our future was defined by it.” ― Raynor Winn, The Wild Silence
“Had I seen enough things? When I could no longer see them, would I remember them, and would just the memory be enough to fill me up and make me whole?... Could anyone ever have enough memories?” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“I wasn't living my life; I was just existing in someone else's.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“Most people go through their whole lives without answering their own questions: What am I, what do I have within me? The big stuff. What a waste.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“The lady set off, in search of summers long past, always just around the next corner. On a basic level, maybe all of us on the path were the same; perhaps we were all looking for something. Looking back, looking forward or just looking for something that was missing. Drawn to the edge, a strip of wilderness where we could be free to let the answers come, or not, to find a way of accepting life, our life, whatever that was. Were we searching this narrow margin between the land and the sea for another way of being, becoming edgelanders along the way. Stuck between one world and the next. Walking a thin line between tame and wild, lost and found, life and death. At the edge of existence.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“I was home, there was nothing left to search for, he was my home” ― Raynor Winn , The Salt Path
“Something in me was changing season too. I was no longer striving, fighting to change the unchangeable, not clenching in anxiety at the life we’d been unable to hold on to, or angry at an authoritarian system too bureaucratic to see the truth. A new season had crept into me, a softer season of acceptance. Burnt in by the sun, driven in by the storms. I could feel the sky, the earth, the water and revel in being part of the elements without a chasm of pain opening at the thought of the loss of our place within it all. I was a part of the whole. I didn’t need to own a patch of land to make that so. I could stand in the wind and I was the wind, the rain, the sea; it was all me, and I was nothing within it. The core of me wasn’t lost. Translucent, elusive, but there and growing stronger with every headland.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“Life is now, this minute, it’s all we have. It’s all we need.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“It's touched you, it's written all over you: you've felt the hand of nature. It won't ever leave you now; you're salted...People fight the elements, the weather, especially here, but when it's touched you, when you let it be, you're never the same again. Good luck, wherever your path takes you.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“When you tell a story, the first person you must convince is yourself; if you can make yourself believe it's true, then everyone else will follow.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“On a basic level, maybe all of us on the path were the same; perhaps we were all looking for something. Looking back, looking forward, or just looking for something that was missing. Drawn to the edge, a strip of wilderness where we could be free to let the answers come, or not, to find a way of accepting life, our life, whatever that was. Were we searching this narrow margin between the land and sea for another way of being, becoming edgelanders along the way? Stuck between one world and the next. Walking a thin line between tame and wild, lost and found, life and death. At the edge of existence.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path: A Memoir
“Meet me there, where the sea meets the sky, Lost but finally free.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“Does it take a time of crisis for us to see the plight of the homeless? Must they be escaping a war zone to be in need? As a people, can we only respond to need if we perceive it to be valid?” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path: A Memoir
“Familiar actions from a familiar life, but one I no longer lived.” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path
“At what point in our lives does cynicism take over from instinct? When we stop feeling the softness of rain on our face and start worrying about being wet?…When do we make that switch from being part of the natural world to being an observer with an assumed right to control it?” ― Raynor Winn, The Wild Silence
“Maybe ageing really is all in the mind. Possibly the best way to defy it isn't though expensive serums, endless hours at the gym and overly sharp scalpels, but simply by trusting our bodies to be strong and capable as they ever were, being in the wild outdoors whenever we can and not spending too long looking in the mirror.” ― Raynor Winn, The Wild Silence
“I was a part of the whole. I didn’t need to own a patch of land to make that so. I could stand in the wind and I was the wind, the rain, the sea; it was all me, and I was nothing within it. The core of me wasn’t lost. Translucent, elusive, but there and growing stronger” ― Raynor Winn, The Salt Path: A Memoir
“Our greatest fears always greet us in their ugliest form in the quiet of the night,” ― Raynor Winn, Landlines
“A wild unity had crept into our veins and our future was defined by it.” ― Raynor Winn, The Wild Silence
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