If we do not serve what coheres and endures, we serve what disintegrates and destroys.

The soil is the great connector of lives, the source and destination of all. It is the healer and restorer and resurrector, by which disease passes into health, age into youth, death into life. Without proper care for it we can have no community, because without proper care for it we can have no life.

We seem to know that international wars tend not to stop with their formal "peace treaties." We seem not to have thought enough about the difference between the large official events of political and military history and their overflow both into recognized effects and into the lives of unofficial people who suffer them.

The shoddy work of despair, the pointless work of pride, equally betray Creation. They are wastes of life.

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

We can fight the global economy with a strong local economy.

Not just self-restraint, that old killjoy, but communal restraint.