My Purpose Alone Must Be

Nothing Is More Beautiful Than The Loveliness Of The Woods Before Sunrise. At No Other Time Have I So Sharp An Understanding Of What God Means To Do With Me As In These Hours Of Dawn.

No Individual Has Any Right To Come Into The World And Go Out Of It Without Leaving Behind Him Distinct And Legitimate Reasons For Having Passed Through It.

Reading About Nature Is Fine, But If A Person Walks In The Woods And Listens Carefully, He Can Learn More Than What Is In Books, For They Speak With The Voice Of God.

The Centre Of His World Was The South Where He Was Born In Slavery Some 79 Years Ago And Where He Did His Work As A Creative Scientist.

I Found That When I Talk To The Little Flower Or To The Little Peanut They Will Give Up Their Secrets . . .