Quotes from Josephine Winslow Johnson

New gods arise when they are needed.

Teach the legal rights of trees, the nobility of hills; respect the beauty of singularity, the value of solitude.

... love and fear increase together with a precision almost mathematical: the greater the love is then the greater the fear is.

The things we felt most are hardest to put into words. Hate is always easier to speak of than love. How shall I make love go through the sieve of words and come out something besides a pulp?

Lord make me satisfied with small things. Make me content to live on the outside of life. God make me love the rind!

The earth was overwhelmed with beauty and indifferent to it, and I went with a heart ready to crack for its unbearable loveliness.