Ask the world to reveal its quietude- not the silence of machines when they are still, but the true quiet by which birdsongs, trees, bellworts, snails, clouds, storms become what they are, and are nothing else.

The ability to speak exactly is intimately related to the ability to know exactly.

A mind that has confronted ruin for years Is half or more a ruined mind.

To farm is to be placed absolutely.

I wandered by the brookside, I wandered by the mill; I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still.

O mother Ida, many-fountain'd Ida, Dear mother Ida, harken ere I die. For now the noonday quiet holds the hill: The grasshopper is silent in the grass: The liz…

The snow had begun in the gloaming, And busily all the night Had been heaping field and highway With a silence deep and white.