A traveler, alone.

To venture in the Fair Unknown,
I must enter as I leave:
A traveler, alone.

I rarely ever watched Gene Roddenberry’s Andromeda, but every now and then I saw some scenes (mostly the ends of episodes when I was already sitting in front of my parents’ TV set, eagerly waiting for a new episode of Stargate: SG1 or something similar to start playing); and on one occasion there was this one quote on screen. (Not the orignal one but a translated version; a very well translated one though.) Somehow it struck a cord. I copied it to a piece of paper, taped it to the wardrobe door with another small collection of important stuff. Even now, about a decade (or maybe even more years?) later, every now and then the words come back to me. My subconsciousness must have attached it to several strings of associations. Stargate, Lord of the Rings, my personal fictive world (cf. the preceding post),  and moments of wonder.

To me, it is one of THE quotes about the enigmatic concept sense of wonder. Something so wondrous, amazing, beautiful, you want to share it but you can’t. It’s impossible to convey the impression afterwards, and some moments lose their wonder if another person is present.

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