August Creates As She Slumbers,

Cats Are Rather Delicate Creatures And They Are Subject To A Good Many Different Ailments, But I Have Never Heard Of One Who Suffered From Insomnia.

The Snow Itself Is Lonely Or, If You Prefer, Self-sufficient. There Is No Other Time When The Whole World Seems Composed Of One Thing And One Thing Only.

We Need Some Contact With The Things We Sprang From. We Need Nature At Least As A Part Of The Context Of Our Lives. Without Cities We Cannot Be Civilized. Without Nature, Without Wilderness Even, We Are Compelled To Renounce An Important Part Of Our Heritage.

In History As It Comes To Be Written, There Is Usually Some Spirit Of The Age Which Historians Can Define, But The Shape Of Things Is Seldom So Clear To Those Who Live Them. To Most Thoughtful Men It Has Generally Seemed That Theirs Was An Age Of Confusion.

There Are Some Optimists Who Search Eagerly For The Skunk Cabbage Which In February Sometimes Pushes Itself Up Through The Ice, And Who Call It A Sign Of Spring. I Wish That I Could Feel That Way About It, But I Do Not. The Truth Of The Matter, To Me, Is Simply That Skunk Cabbage Blooms In The Winter Time.