Quotes About Harmony

But other people fast or walk long pilgrimages to honor the spirit of what they believe makes our world whole and lovely. If we gardeners can, in the same spirit, put our heels to the shovel, kneel before a trench holding tender roots, and then wait three years for an edible incarnation of the spring equinox, who's to make the call between ridiculous and reverent?

If people played their channels right, they could be spared from disagreement for the length of their natural lives. Finally she got it. The need for so many channels.

They rock against each other, holding on, and the birds in the forest raise their voices to drown out the secret of creation.

Let's go take a walk down to the blue hole. You need to look at some water.

If you want sweet dreams, you've got to live a sweet life.

Man against Nature...Of all the possible conflicts, that was the one that was hopeless. Even a slim education had taught her this much: Man loses.

In Bobby Ogle's version of heaven everyone would wind up in one place, criminals and Muslims included.

The very least you can do in your life is figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. What I want is almost so simple I can't say it: elementary kindness. Enough to eat, enough to go around. The possibility that kids might one day grow up to be neither the destroyers nor the destroyed.

The jacaranda in the courtyard has put on its bloom. This purple can't be ignored, it's like a tree singing. The walk down Londres Street to the market is a concert: the small jacaranda on the the corner hums the tuning note, then all others in the lane join in.

I was struck with how full a silence could be: a Carolina wren sang from the eave of the shed; cedar waxwings carried on whispery bickerings up in the cherry; a mockingbird did an odd jerky dance, as if seized by the bird spirit, out on the driveway. The pea bowl rang like an insistent bell as we tossed in our peas.

our best task is to move forward without insisting others slide backward.

The forest eats itself and lives forever.

Barbara Kingsolver

we went on record as half-bad musicians having wholehearted lives.

this whole other life of little beings out here minding their business and not actually giving a damn about yours. It could set you back on your haunches, in a good way. Why I liked the woods.

the very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof. What I want is so simple I almost can't say it: elementary kindness. Enough to eat, enough to go around. The possibility that kids might one day grow up to be neither the destroyers nor the destroyed.

A thousand fishes make the school, but they always move together: one great, bright, brittle altogetherness.

bandicoots, Carruth. They'll be wanting their happy

That's how it always is with us. Step too far one way or the other and you've got on your sister's toes.

the two of us singing "You're Still

felt the kindliness of the moss, which is all over everywhere once you get out of the made world. God's flooring. All the kinds, pillowy, pin-cushiony, shag carpet. Gray sticks of moss with red heads like matchsticks.

The spirits have been good enough to let us live here and use the utilities, and we're saying: We know how nice you're being. We appreciate the rain, we appreciate the sun, we appreciate the deer we took. Sorry if we messed up anything. You've gone to a lot of trouble, and we'll try to be good guests.

At its heart, a genuine food culture is an affinity between people and the land that feeds them.

You must learn to end the wars in your world by ending them in your minds.