Sustenance: Fruit of Knowledge Insufficient

One fine day at Bellows Air Force Station Beach, Waimanalo Bay (as in "Paris, London, Waimanalo"), Oahu:

Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion.
Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and as we pass
through them they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint
the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its
focus. From the mountain you see the mountain. We animate
what we can, and we see only what we animate.

From Essays, 2nd Series, by Ralph Waldo Emerson, found at
Project Gutenberg