Year's end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us.

There is a leisure about walking, no matter what pace you set, that lets down the tension.

Time after time ... today's crisis shrinks to next week's footnote to a newly headline disaster.

Any river is really the summation of a whole valley. It shapes not only the land but the life and even the culture of that valley. To think of any river as nothing but water is to ignore the greater part of it.

The ultimate wisdom which deals with beginnings, remains locked in a seed. There it lies, the simplest fact of the universe and at the same time the one which calls faith rather than reason.

October is the fallen leaf, but it is also a wider horizon more clearly seen. It is the distant hills once more in sight, and the enduring constellations above them once again.

Strip the hills, drain the boglands, and you create flood conditions inevitably. Yet that is what we have been doing for years.