The lush green of the fields became a rich gold that swayed sturdily under the wind and fell at last before the hands of the reapers.

There's precious little comes of telling people what they don't want to hear.

it was a sly trick of God's to give a man work to do - it kept him from asking questions that God couldn't answer.

Time, designing slowly, swiftly; Time, destroying slowly, swiftly; Time holding, possessing the earth in its tender indifference.

You have stirred the soil with your plow, my friend. It will never be the same again.

Time passed so much more slowly than space.

But one had to go back to the beginning of things, always. Trace the thread of life - find the knot - untangle it.