“The river of my village doesnt make you think about anything.When youre at its bank youre only at its bank.”

“I dont have a philosophy: I have senses...If I talk about Nature, its not because I know what it is,But because I love it, and thats why I love it,Because when you love you never know what you love...”

“Its stranger than every strangenessAnd the dreams of all the poetsAnd the thoughts of all the philosophers,That things are really what they seem to beAnd theres nothing to understand.”

“The man stopped talking and was looking at the sunset.But what does someone who hates and loves want with a sunset?”

“I dont always feel what I know I should feel.My thought crosses the river I swim very slowlyBecause the suit men made it wear weighs it down.”

“A stagecoach passed by on the road and went on;And the road didnt become more beautiful or even more ugly.Thats human action on the outside world.We take nothing away and we put nothing back, we pa...”

“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”

“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”