The words are not mere words. They are the breath and mind, perhaps even the soul, of the person who is reading.
Verlyn KlinkenborgWhen I say the grace of wildness, what I mean is its autonomy, its self-possession, the fact that it has nothing to do with us. The grace is in the separation, the distance, the sense of a self-sustaining way of life.
Verlyn KlinkenborgOther seasons come abruptly but ask so little when they do. Winter is the only one that has to be relearned.
Verlyn Klinkenborg