There’s nothing under the ground that’s worth more than the little layer of topsoil sitting on top of it. — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
Again I resume the long lesson: how small a thing can be pleasing, how little in this hard world it takes to… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
All goes back to the earth, and so I do not desire pride of excess or power, but the contentments made by… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
At the window he sits and looks out, musing on the river, a little brown hen duck paddling upstream among the windwaves… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
Always in the big woods when you leave familiar ground and step off alone into a new place there will be, along… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
You have been given questions to which you cannot be given answers. You will have to live them out - perhaps a… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
But love, sooner or later, forces us out of time...of all that we feel and do, all the virtues and all the… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
How joyful to be together, alone as when we first were joined in our little house by the river long ago, except… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
And so there would always be more to remember that could no longer be seen...our history is always returning to a little… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
We clasp the hands of those who go before us, and the hands of those who come after us; we enter the… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
Soil is not usually lost in slabs or heaps of magnificent tonnage. It is lost a little at a time over millions… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
I have this love for Mattie. It was formed in me as he himself was formed. It has his shape, you might… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
The difference between a path and a road is not only the obvious one. A path is little more than a habit… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
And having thoughtlessly polluted our streams and rivers, we have seen in recent years a rapidly growing market for bottled drinking water.… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
I took her into bed with me and propped myself up with pillows against the headboard to let her nurse. As she… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your neighbors and… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
The consumer wants food to be as cheap as possible. The producer wants it to be as expensive as possible. Both want… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
During the last 17 years... I have been working at the restoration of a once exhausted hillside. Its scars are now healed over, though… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
Like the water of a deep stream, love is always too much. We did not make it. Though we drink till we burst, we… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
To husband is to use with care, to keep, to save, to make last, to conserve. Old usage tells us that there is a… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
“The two families, sundered in the ruin of a friendship, were united again first in new friendship and then in mariage. My grandfather made… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
The living can't quit living because the world has turned terrible and people they love and need are killed. They can't because they don't.… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
“I knew a man who, in the age of chain-saws, went right on cutting his wood with a handsaw and an axe. He was… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
“The concept of country, homeland, dwelling place becomes simplified as "the environment" -- that is, what surrounds us, we have already made a profound… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
A community is the mental and spiritual condition of knowing that the place is shared, and that the people who share the place define… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
“That we can prescribe the terms of our own success, that we can live outside or in ignorance of the Great Economy are the… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
“The mind that comes to rest is tended In ways that it cannot intend: Is borne, preserved, and comprehended By what it cannot comprehend.… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
The mercy of the world is time. Time does not stop for love, but it does not stop for death and grief, either. — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
The soil is the great connector of our lives, the source and destination of all. — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
