“As we advance closer and closer, the anticipation of seeing a rhinoceros is like crossing the threshold of a dream. The haze lifts and there they are—two rhinos, male and female, placidly eating grass with prehensile lips…I catch the female’s eye. She does not waver. My vision blurs. Who would kill a rhinoceros? It seems clear that the true aphrodisiac is not found in their horns but in simply knowing they exist.”
- From “An Unspoken Hunger: Stories from the field,” by Terry Tempest Williams.