Our human compassion binds us the one to the other - not in pity or patronizingly but as human beings who have learnt how to turn our common suffering into hope for the future.
People in cities may forget the soil for as long as a hundred years but Mother Nature's memory is long and she will not let them forget indefinitely.
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...
