Charleston has a landscape that encourages intimacy and partisanship. I have heard it said that an inoculation to the sights and smells… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
I rose from marsh mud algae, equisetum, willows, sweet green, noisy birds and frogs. — Lorine Niedecker Copy Share Image
And, after boasting this way of my tolerance, I come to the admission that it has a limit. Conduct may be founded… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The world is like a little marsh filled with mint and white hawthorn. — Mary MacLane Copy Share Image
the sweet heavy smell grew very much less. For though the whole fire had not been put out, a good bit of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Each horizon, each place holds its own evolutionary power be it the prairie or the plateaus, the mountains or the marshes at… — Terry Tempest Williams Copy Share Image
We want to get there faster. Get where? Wherever we are not. But a human soul can only go as fast as… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
We must either rearrange this unstable universe or we must exit from here! If we are not a mosquito or a crocodile,… — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
To describe our growing up in the lowcountry of South Carolina, I would have to take you to the marsh on a… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
The Three Wiseman: The weather has been awful, The countryside is dreary, Marsh, jungle, rock; and echoes mock, Calling our hope unlawful;… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Protecting vital sources of renewal - unscathed marshes, healthy reefs, and deep-sea gardens - will provide hope for the future of the… — Sylvia Earle Copy Share Image
Ye marshes, how candid and simple and nothing-withholding and free, Ye publish yourselves to the sky and offer yourselves to the sea. — Sidney Lanier Copy Share Image
In the intricate paths of life when difficulties and hardships confront a man, and the darkness of difficulty and suffering becomes long,… — Al-Ghazali Copy Share Image
I had found a new friend. The surprising thing is where I’d found him – not up a tree or sulking in… — Lloyd Jones Copy Share Image
We need the tonic of the wilderness, to wade sometimes in the marsh where the bitten and the meadow hen lurk, and… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
