Fionnáin quoted H is for Hawk by Helen Macdonald
When Helen Macdonald's father died suddenly on a London street, she was devastated. An experienced …
But most of my bird-loving friends had read Baker's book [The Peregrine] before they ever saw a live one, and now they can't see peregrines without them conjuring distance, extinction and death. Wild things are made from human histories.
— H is for Hawk by Helen Macdonald (Page 200)
That second sentence.