I started natural farming after the war with just one small plot, but gradually I acquired additional acreage by taking over surrounding pieces of abandoned land and caring for them by hand.

The simple hearth of the small farm is the true center of our universe.

Gradually I came to realize that the process of saving the desert of the human heart and revegetating the actual desert is actually the same thing.

There is no time in modern agriculture for a farmer to write a poem or compose a song

The increasing desolation of nature, the exhaustion of resources, the uneasiness and disintegration of the human spirit, all have been brought about by humanity's trying to accomplish something.

By raising tall trees for windbreaks, citrus underneath, and a green manure cover down on the surface, I have found a way to take it easy and let the orchard manage itself!

If we throw mother nature out the window, she comes back in the door with a pitchfork.