We walked always in beauty, it seemed to me. We walked and looked about, or stood and looked. Sometimes, less often, we would sit down. We did not often speak. The place spoke for us and was a kind of speech. We spoke to each other in the things we saw.

Explanation changes whatever is explained into something explainable.

If the crop of any one year was all, a man would have to cut his throat every time it hailed.

Far from making peace, wars invariably serve as classrooms and laboratories where men and techniques and states of mind are prepared for the next war.

The securest guarantee of the long-term good health of both farmland and city is, I believe, locally produced food.

You can't know where life will take you, but you can commit to a direction

We live the given life, and not the planned.