Nature comes home to one most when one is at home. The stranger and traveler finds her a stranger and traveler also.

Unfortunately, nuclear weapons have become identified with state power.

What a severe yet master artist old Winter is... No longer the canvas and the pigments, but the marble and the chisel.

Natural history is a matter of observation; it is a harvest which you gather when and where you find it growing. Birds and squirrels and flowers are not always in season, but philosophy we have always with us. It is a crop which we can grow and reap at all times and in all places and it has its own value and brings its own satisfaction.

Oh, Spring is surely coming, Her couriers fill the air; Each morn are new arrivals, Each night her ways prepare; I scent her fragrant garments, Her foot is on the stair.

For anything worth having one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love, self-sacrifice - no paper currency, no promises to pay, but the gold of real service.

The spirit of man can endure only so much and when it is broken only a miracle can mend it.