Our fantastic civilization has fallen out of touch with many aspects of nature, and with none more completely than with night.

The three great elemental sounds in nature are the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a primeval wood, and the sound of outer ocean on a beach.

Poetry is as necessary to comprehension as science. It is as impossible to live without reverence as it is without joy.

It is only when we are aware of the earth and of the earth as poetry that we truly live.

The quality of life, which in the ardour of spring was personal and sexual, becomes social in midsummer.

If gardeners will forget a little the phrase, "watering the plants" and think of watering as a matter of "watering the earth" under the plants, keeping up its moisture content and gauging its need, the garden will get on very well.

Learn to reverence night and to put away the vulgar fear of it.