The simple hearth of the small farm is the true center of our universe.

The ultimate goal of farming is not the growing of crops, but the cultivation and perfection of human beings.

If we throw mother nature out the window, she comes back in the door with a pitchfork.

The healing of the land and the purification of the human spirit is the same process.

We must find our way back to true nature. We must set ourselves to the task of revitalizing the earth. Regreening the earth, sowing seeds in the desert--that is the path society must follow.

There is no time in modern agriculture for a farmer to write a poem or compose a song

Giving up your ego is the shortest way to unification with nature.

There is no one so great as the one who does not try to accomplish anything

The greening of the desert means sowing seeds in people's hearts and creating a green paradise of peace on earth.

We receive our nourishment from the Mother Earth. So we should put our hands together in an attitude of prayer and say "please" and "thank you" when dealing with nature.

As we kill nature, we are killing ourselves, and God incarnate as the world as well.

Put down that map and get wonderfully lost.

Thats called hypocrisy, you shuck face piece of -!

To speak little is natural. Therefore a gale does not blow a whole morning nor does a downpour last a whole day.

Christ who is your life, ' (Col 3:4): This identification reflects the relentless Christological focus of Colossians.

Beautiful people don't need coats. They've got their auras keeping them warm.

Without true medical liability reform, our doctors will continue to leave, and young doctors coming out of medical school $100, 000 to $200, 000 in debt will not be able to afford such onerous costs.

I am not strict vegan, because I'm a hedonist pig. If I see a big chocolate cake that is made with eggs, I'll have it.

If you take anything I say with any seriousness whatsoever, go study Yang style tai chi. It will make you live longer.

Never seen Jason fly before," Percy grumbled. "He looks like a blond Superman

God's patience is infinite. Men, like small kettles, boil quickly with wrath at the least wrong. Not so God. If God were as wrathful, the world would have been a heap of ruins long ago.