Humility like the darkness, reveals the heavenly lights. >>
If we were left solely to the wordy wit of legislators in Congress for >>
Love must be as much a light, as it is a flame. >>
Wildness and silence disappeared from the countryside, sweetness fell >>
What would the world be, once bereft of wet and wildness? Let them be >>
We need the tonic of wildness, to wade sometimes in marshes where the >>
We need the tonic of wildness, to wade sometimes in marshes where the bittern and the meadow-hen lurk, and hear the booming of the snipe; to smell the whispering sedge where only some wilder and more solitary fowl builds her nest, and the mink crawls with its belly close to the ground.