I prayed like a man walking in a forest at night, feeling his way with his hands, at each step fearing to fall into pure bottomlessness forever.
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The primary motive for good care and good use of the land-community is always going to be affection, which is too often lacking.
More Wendell Berry Quotes
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I prayed like a man walking in a forest at night, feeling his way with his hands, at each step fearing to fall into pure bottomlessness forever.
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The uplands of my home country in north central Kentucky are sloping and easily eroded, dependent for safekeeping upon year-round cover of perennial plants.
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I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief…
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Annual plants are nature’s emergency medical service, seeded in sounds and scars to hold the land until the perennial cover is re-established.
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I’ve had a good life, and was born to and among people I’ve admired and loved.
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The two great aims of industrialism – replacement of people by technology and concentration of wealth into the hands of a small plutocracy – seem close to fulfillment.
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Industrial agriculture characteristically proceeds by single solutions to single problems: If you want the most money from your land this year, grow the crops for which the market price is highest.
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And to take good care of it, we have to know it. And to know it and to be willing to take care of it, we have to love it.
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The past is our definition. We may strive with good reason to escape it, or to escape what is bad in it. But we will escape it only by adding something better to it.
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We cannot know the whole truth, which belongs to God alone, but our task nevertheless is to seek to know what is true.
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Whether we and our politicians know it or not, Nature is party to all our deals and decisions, and she has more votes.
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It is a horrible fact that we can read in the daily paper, without interrupting our breakfast, numerical reckonings of death and destruction that ought to break our hearts or scare us out of our wits.
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