The first track is the end of a string. At the far end, a being is moving; a mystery, dropping a hint about itself every so many feet, telling you more about itself until you can almost see it, even… — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share
The first track is the end of a string. At the far end, a being is moving; a mystery, dropping a hint about itself every so many feet, telling you more about itself until you can almost see it, even before you come to it. The mystery reveals itself slowly, track by track, giving its genealogy early to coax you… — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share
A prison! heav'ns, I loath the hated name, Famine's metropolis, the sink of shame, A nauseous sepulchre, whose craving womb Hourly inters poor mortals… — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share Image
A lost trail always extends beyond the evidence, and even the trails we find are only fragments of the trails that lie beyond our… — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share Image
I don't see how anybody could have a passion for nature without having an equally developed tolerance for the cold. — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share Image
Evil can be a teacher, if you look at the wisdom of its negative power. — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share Image
We learned to be patient observers like the owl. We learned cleverness from the crow, and courage from the jay, who will attack an… — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share Image
The place where you lose the trail is not necessarily the place where it ends. — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share Image
There are paths and ruts in the spirit world as there are in the physical and mental world. One must take the tools of… — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share Image
Immerse yourself in nature’s symphony and let your senses burst with joy. — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share Image
If today I had a young mind to direct, to start on the journey of life, and I was faced with the duty of… — Tom Brown, Jr Copy Share Image
