Fragments came floating into his mind like bits of wood drifting down a stream, and he fished them out and read more

Fragments came floating into his mind like bits of wood drifting down a stream, and he fished them out and fitted them together.

Nature is an endless combination and repetition of a very few laws. She hums the old well-known air through innumerable read more

Nature is an endless combination and repetition of a very few laws. She hums the old well-known air through innumerable variations.

Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the read more

Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy.

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where read more

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes. By the deep sea, and music in its roars; I love not man the less, but nature more.

See one promontory (said Socrates of old) one mountain, one sea,
one river, and see all.

See one promontory (said Socrates of old) one mountain, one sea,
one river, and see all.

Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a read more

Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a tree does.

Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of read more

Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation's tears in shoulder blades.

raspberry drupelets cluster around a cavern of emptiness
(paraphrased from her talk on C Span's Book TV).

raspberry drupelets cluster around a cavern of emptiness
(paraphrased from her talk on C Span's Book TV).

There are many paths to the top of the mountain, but only one view.

There are many paths to the top of the mountain, but only one view.