As long as we insist on relating to it strictly on our own terms-as strange to us or subject to us-the wilderness is alien, threatening, fearful.

The primary motive for good care and good use of the land-community is always going to be affection, which is too often lacking.

The music, while it lasted, brought a new world into being.

All goes back to the earth, and so I do not desire pride of excess or power, but the contentments made by men who have had little: the fisherman's silence receiving the river's grace, the gardener's musing on rows.

Some nights in the midst of this loneliness I swung among the scattered stars at the end of the thin thread of faith alone.

I thought, He must forebear to reveal His power and glory by presenting Himself as Himself, and must be present only in the ordinary miracle of the existence of His creatures. Those who wish to see Him must see Him in the poor, the hungry, the hurt, the wordless creatures, the groaning and travailing beautiful world.

I'd rather rely on mother nature's wisdom than man's cleverness