If ever a man could have
felt the church to be unnecessary,
he was Jesus.
Yet he did not stay away form the church of his day.
It was his custom to go to the synagogue on the Sabbath,
and he made many trips to the temple.
- R. Brokhoff -
You can make more friends
in two months by becoming interested
in other people than you can in two years by
trying to get other people interested in you.
- Dale Carnegie -
The bravest thing you
can do when you are not brave is
to profess courage and act accordingly.
-Â Corra Harris -
At the present rate of progress,
it is almost impossible to imagine any
technical feat that cannot be achieved - if it can be
achieved at all - within the next few hundred years.
- Arthur C. Clarke -
Good heavens,
of what uncostly material is our
earthly happiness composed… if we only knew it.
What incomes have we not had from a flower, and how
unfailing are the dividends of the seasons.
- James Russell Lowell -
Some keep the Sabbath going to Church,
I keep it staying at Home -
With a bobolink for a Chorister,
And an Orchard, for a Dome.
- Emily Dickinson -
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 roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more.
- George Gordo -
I remember
a hundred lovely lakes,
and recall the fragrant breath
of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees.
The trail has strung upon it, as upon a thread of silk,
opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets.
It has given me blessed release from care
and worry and the troubled thinking of our modern day.
It has been a return to the primitive and the peaceful.
Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my
blood and benumbs 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.
- Hamlin Garland -
And how should a beautiful,
ignorant stream of water know it
heads for an early release - out across the desert,
running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby,
and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms,
wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?
- Carl Sandburg -
I am not bound
for any public place,
but for ground of my own where
I have planted vines and orchard trees,
and in the heat of the day climbed up into
the healing shadow of the woods.
Better than any argument is to rise at dawn
and pick dew-wet red berries in a cup.
- Wendell Berry -
