To love anything good, at any cost, is a bargain.

The ecological principle in agriculture is to connect the genius of the place, to fit the farming to the farm.

A corporation, essentially, is a pile of money to which a number of persons have sold their moral allegiance.

The teachers are everywhere. What is wanted is a learner.

Eating is an agricultural act. Eating ends the annual drama of the food economy that begins with planting and birth. Most eaters, however, are no longer aware that this is true. They think of food as an agricultural product, perhaps, but they do not think of themselves as participants in agriculture. They think of themselves as 'consumers.'

The question before me, now that I am old, is not how to be dead, which I know from enough practice, but how to be alive, as these worn hills still tell, and some paintings of Paul Cezanne, and this mere singing wren, who thinks he's alive forever, this instant, and may be.

To mind being disliked by a woman you don’t desire and are not married to is yet another serious failure of common sense.