I go among trees and sit still. All my stirring becomes quiet around me like circles on water. — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
Willing to die you give up your will; keep still, until moved by what moves all else, you move. — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
The incarnate Word is with us, is still speaking, is present always, yet leaves no sign but everything that is. — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
When despair for the world grows in me... I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
Sit and be still until in the time of no rain you hear beneath the dry wind's commotion in the trees the… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
Ask the world to reveal its quietude- not the silence of machines when they are still, but the true quiet by which… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
The question before me, now that I am old, is not how to be dead, which I know from enough practice, but… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
Men may dam it and say that they have made a lake, but it will still be a river. It will keep… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
If I was freer than I had ever been in my life, I was not yet entirely free, for I still hung… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
I go among trees and sit still. All my stirring becomes quiet around me like circles on water. My tasks lie in… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
We still (sometimes) remember that we cannot be free if our minds and voices are controlled by someone else. But we have… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
And I knew that the Spirit that had gone forth to shape the world and make it live was still alive in… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
The miraculous is not extraordinary but the common mode of existence. It is our daily bread. Whoever really has considered the lilies… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
“The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least… — 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
During the last 17 years... I have been working at the restoration of a once exhausted hillside. Its scars are now healed… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
The economy is still substantially that of the fur trade, still based on the same general kinds of commercial items: technology, weapons,… — 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
