"There was once a man, called the Steppenwolf. He went on two legs, wore clothes and was a human being, but nevertheless he was in reality a wolf of the Steppes. He had learned a good deal of all that people of a good intelligence can, and was a fairly clever fellow. What he had not learned, however, was this: to find contentment in himself and his own life.
The cause of this apparently was that at the bottom of his heart he knew all the time (or thought he knew) that he was in reality not a man, but a wolf of the Steppes."
from Steppenwolf by Herman Hesse
My son has this book on my desk, the desk we share in my downstairs office. He's read it. One of his great grandfathers was named "Wolf" - not Wolfgang or such but only "Wolf." And while that was not the impetus for me to post this quote, I find it touching and significant.
I realize this is a coyote, and that is more fitting at the moment.
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