Quotes About Connection

Maybe it's useful to think of forests as enormous spreading, branching, underground super-trees.

I never knew how strong a drug other people are. The strongest. Or at least the most widely abused. How long does it take to . . . detox? He considers. Nobody's ever clean.

She writes her favorite lines in the inside covers of her field notebooks and peeks at them when department politics and the cruelty of frightened humans get her down. The words withstand the full brutality of day. We all travel the Milky Way together, trees and men. . . . In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks. The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.

All the good things in her came into us. Now we keep her alive, with whatever we can remember

The tree is saying things, in words before words. It says: Sun and water are questions endlessly worth answering. It says: A good answer must be reinvented many times, from scratch.

What we want, finally, from friends, is that they have no more clue than we do.

The massively parallel online experience will go on, faithful to the tyranny of the place it pretends to escape.

plants are willful and crafty and after something, just like people.

What is this Titan that has possession of me? Talk of mysteries!—Think of our life in nature,—daily to be shown matter, to come in contact with it,—rocks, trees, wind on our cheeks! the solid earth! the actual world! the common sense! Contact! Contact! Who are we? where are we?

Trees used to talk to people all the time. Sane people used to hear them." The only question is whether they'll talk again, before the end.

The tree will outlive, by a hundred years and more, the man who has never heard of it.

Creatures, all of whome heard humans and knew them as just a part of the wider network of sounds. Living things of every gauge, for whom the roadside bar was just another mound in the continuous test of the landscape, just another swarming node in the biome to exploit.

chorus of living wood sings to the woman: If your mind were only a slightly greener thing, we'd drown you in meaning.

Culture) Some part of us could model some other modeler. and out of that simple loop came all the love and culture, the ridiculous overflow of gifts.

We are not born familiar. At best, familiar waits for us down the run of years. Familiar is what he can become to her only through life. But familiar to herself, already, looking on him.

Dennis Ward, drops by with little gifts, when he's on site. Wasps' nests. Insect galls. Pretty stones polished by the creeks. Their standing arrangement reminds

You're studying what makes some people take the living world seriously when the only real thing for everyone else is other people.

Everything about her felt familiar

Trees know when we're close by. The chemistry of their roots and the perfumes their leaves pump out change when we're near. . . . When you feel good after a walk in the woods

leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.

Life is nothing but mutual infection. And every infecting message changes the message it infects.

Here's a little outsider information, and you can wait for it to be confirmed. A forest knows things. They wire themselves up underground. There are brains down there, ones our own brains aren't shaped to see. Root plasticity, solving problems and making decisions. Fungal synapses. What else do you want to call it? Link enough trees together, and a forest grows aware.

it may be that certain species are bribing you. So many wonder drugs have come from trees, and we haven't yet scratched the surface of the offerings. Trees have long been trying to reach us. But they speak on frequencies too low for people to hear. She's

You live between three trees.