There are no limits to either time or distance, except as man himself may make them. I have but to touch the wind to know these things.

There are no limits to either time or distance, except as man himself may make them. I have but to touch the wind to know these things.

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

For anyone who lives in the oak-and-maple area of New England, there is a perennial temptation to plunge into a purple sea of adjectives about October.

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.

The most unhappy thing about conservation is that it is never permanent. Save a priceless woodland or an irreplaceable mountain today, and tomorrow it is threatened from another quarter.