The manner of the country makes the usage of life there, and the land will not be lived in except in its own fashion.

The arc of my mind has an equal swing in all directions. I should say the same of your mind if I thought you would believe it. But we are so saturated with the notion that Time is a dimension accessible from one direction only, that you will at first probably be shocked by my saying that I can see truly as far in front of me as I can see exactly behind me.

Of the first philosophers, then, most thought the principles which were of the nature of matter were the only principles of all things. That of which all things that are consist, the first from which they come to be, the last into which they are resolved....this they say is the element and this is the principle of things.... yet they do not all agree as to the number and the nature of these principle is water.

I suppose no man becomes a pocket hunter by first intention.

Life set itself to new processions of seed-time and harvest, the skin newly turned to seasonal variations, the very blood humming to new altitudes.

The manner of the country makes the usage of life there, and the land will not be lived in except in its own fashion.

Man learned to resort to the dance when he felt helpless or fragmentary, when he felt dislocated in his universe.