Men Travel Faster Now, But I Do

There Are Some Things You Learn Best In Calm, And Some In Storm.

The Air And The Earth Interpenetrated In The Warm Gusts Of Spring; The Soil Was Full Of Sunlight, And The Sunlight Full Of Red Dust. The Air One Breathed Was Saturated With Earthy Smells, And The Grass Under Foot Had A Reflection Of The Blue Sky In It.

The Voice Is A Wild Thing. It Can't Be Bred In Captivity.

To Note An Artist's Limitations Is But To Define His Talent.

They Ravaged Neither The Rivers Nor The Forest, And If They Irrigated, They Took As Little Water As Would Serve Their Needs. The Land And All That It Bore They Treated With Consideration; Not Attempting To Improve It, They Never Desecrated It.