“Something in this meadow and places like it, humble and hidden, offers respite and moments of calm for the wild, adventurous soul that plagues the boys of the world, the wanderer's soul that gnaws and aches inside of them even… — R.W. Schmidt Copy Share
“Few living do." "Then, have I...I mean, am I-" "Oh, no, child! You are still very much alive! Though I may say, not as Alive as you might be if you had died.” — R.W. Schmidt Copy Share Image
“Something in this meadow and places like it, humble and hidden, offers respite and moments of calm for the wild, adventurous soul that plagues the boys of the world, the wanderer's soul that gnaws and aches inside of them even unto gray manhood. It is the plague of horizons, the plague of the next river bend, the plague that drives… — R.W. Schmidt Copy Share
“Few living do." "Then, have I...I mean, am I-" "Oh, no, child! You are still very much alive! Though I may say, not as… — R.W. Schmidt Copy Share Image
“How the soldiers had lain, slain and forgotten, no marker for their demise, no songs to their name, not even mourners who knew them.… — R.W. Schmidt Copy Share Image
“This is the worst thing about poisons and deadly sins - that we enjoy them.” — R.W. Schmidt Copy Share Image
