“Stories were heirlooms in these parts.”

“Sometimes the imagination could be even crueler than the bone saw.”

“Reputation became the pirates' sharpest sword.”

“Even their downtime was epic.”

“It was too late for he and his father to have an adventure, and NOTHING seemed to have any color anymore.”

“Life can be spent in an atmosphere of continuous encouragement, you will ignore the complex and it will disappear”

“The early dew-falls that did a pristine coating,over the woods with its finest transparency,glazed as like its wet white-glassy earrings that hung on the ears of wild flowersunlatched my fancy.”

“Green was the silence, wet was the light,the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”

“Blood memory is described as our ancestral (genetic) connection to our language, songs, spirituality, and teachings. It is the good feeling that we experience when we are near these things.”

“The more serious about gardening I became, the more dubious lawns seemed. The problem for me was not, as it was for my father, the relation to my neighbors that a lawn implied; it was the lawns rel...”

“We having so much fun together!! 'through nature..through people..through religion...through culture..through friendship...we manage to learn something that lead to a better relationship among huma...”

“Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.”

“See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories. Ask for no guarantees, ask for no security.”

“It is always sad to leave a place to which one knows one will never return. Such are the melancolies du voyage: perhaps they are one of the most rewarding things about traveling.”