There are no idealists in the plant world and no compassion. The rose and the morning glory know no mercy. Bindweed, the morning glory, will quickly choke its competitors to death, and the fencerow rose will just as quietly crowd out any other plant that tried to share its roothold. Idealism and mercy are human terms and human concepts.
Hal BorlandIf the voice of the brook was not the first song of celebration, it must have been at least an obbligato for that event.
Hal BorlandSummer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.
Hal Borland