August Creates As She Slumbers, Replete And

In The Long Run Our Boasted Control Of Nature Is A Delusion.

In History As It Comes To Be Written, There Is Usually Some Spirit Of The Age Which Historians Can Define, But The Shape Of Things Is Seldom So Clear To Those Who Live Them. To Most Thoughtful Men It Has Generally Seemed That Theirs Was An Age Of Confusion.

The Wilderness And The Idea Of Wilderness Is One Of The Permanent Homes Of The Human Spirit.

There Are Some Optimists Who Search Eagerly For The Skunk Cabbage Which In February Sometimes Pushes Itself Up Through The Ice, And Who Call It A Sign Of Spring. I Wish That I Could Feel That Way About It, But I Do Not. The Truth Of The Matter, To Me, Is Simply That Skunk Cabbage Blooms In The Winter Time.

Logic Is The Art Of Going Wrong With Confidence.