“I've always felt there is something sacred in a piece of paper that travels the earth from hand to hand, head to head, heart to heart.” — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
“It is the gift of stories that most repays life among settled people.” — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
“The river has indeed become an inefficient conduit, but the same plaque that plugs this artery used to hold back the flow when it… — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
“This sort of day makes indoor work seem shameful. So working outside, whether in the garden or the woods or on the front porch...,… — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
“I've always felt there is something sacred in a piece of paper that travels the earth from hand to hand, head to head, heart… — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
“That kind of walk is nice when it happens, but I'll take four minutes now and then over being butt-stapled to a chair all… — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
“still other winters average their rain months into a long, cold season of relentless sog and little color. At such times, looking out through… — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
“when that small Siberian bird fell out of the sky over Gray's River, not once but twice, he brought with him the sweetness of… — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
“Himalayans (blackberries) seize the land, gobbling acres, blanketing banks, consuming abandoned farmhouses and their Studebakers and anything left alone in the rain for five… — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
“the crushed carcasses of slugs and frogs mixing with the Cretaceous carbons of tar give the road an organic glaze.” — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
“We look up, if only to see if we're likely to be rained on. The sky calls attention to itself, whether scored by herons,… — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
“I thought of a sign I had seen... another scary time, when I was two hundred feet up in a giant karri tree in… — Robert Michael Pyle Copy Share Image
