“That is my Place, the place everyone needs….it has no name in my mind except the Place—no ritual or formula or anything. It’s a spot in which to wonder about things. No man really knows about other human beings. The best he can do is to suppose that they are like himself. Now, sitting in the Place…I wondered whether all men have a Place, or need a Place, or want one and have none.”
-John Steinbeck, “The Winter of Our Discontent”
Marine layer on the Pacific coast, as seen from a Place.