Again I resume the long lesson: how small a thing can be pleasing, how little in this hard world it takes to satisfy the mind and bring it to its rest.

A man with a machine and inadequate culture is a pestilence.

He never complained. He seemed to have no instinct for the making much of oneself that complaining requires.

The music, while it lasted, brought a new world into being.

Charity even for one person does not make sense except in terms of an effort to love all Creation in response to the Creator's love for it.

You don't need to be told some things. You can sometimes tell more by a man's silence and the set of his head than by what he says.

Praise ignorance, for what man has not encountered he has not destroyed.

To love anything good, at any cost, is a bargain.

It is impossible to prefigure the salvation of the world in the same language by which the world has been dismembered and defaced.

If we do not live where we work and when we work we are wasting our lives and our work too.

For the true measure of agriculture is not the sophistication of its equipment the size of its income or even the statistics of its productivity but the good health of the land.

The Earth is what we all have in common.