If you owe the bank $100 that's your problem. If you owe the bank $100 million that's the bank's problem.
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 no gilding of setting sun or glamor of poetry to light up the...
My recollection of a hundred lovely lakes has given me blessed release from...
I remember a hundred lovely lakes and recall the fragrant breath of pine and...
Two obsessions are the hallmarks of Nature's artistic style.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not...
Praise the green earth. Chance has appointed her...
