I look at the books on my library shelves. They certainly seem dormant. But what if the characters are quietly rearranging themselves? What if Emma Woodhouse doesn't learn from her mistakes? What if Tom Jones descends into a sodden life… — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share
(Home is) a place we carry inside ourselves, a place where we welcome the unfamiliar because we know that as time passes it will… — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share Image
The Unexpected stalks a farm in big boots like a vagrant bent on havoc. Not every farmer is an inventor, but the good ones have the seeds of invention within them. Economy and efficiency move their relentless tinkering and yet the real motive often seems to be aesthetic. The mind that first designed a cutter bar is not far different… — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share
When I say the grace of wildness, what I mean is its autonomy, its self-possession, the fact that it has nothing to do with… — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share Image
Research, in nature’s laboratory, never stops. It explores every possibility. It never lacks funding. It is never demoralized by failed experiments. It cannot be… — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share Image
A reasonable agriculture would do its best to emulate nature. Rather than change the earth to suit a crop... it would diversify its crops… — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share Image
I look at the books on my library shelves. They certainly seem dormant. But what if the characters are quietly rearranging themselves? What if Emma Woodhouse doesn't learn from her mistakes? What if Tom Jones descends into a sodden life of poaching and outlawry? What if Eve resists Satan, remembering God's injunction and Adam's loving advice? I imagine all the… — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share
“How these humans dispose themselves! Unlike anything else in creation. Or rather like everything else in creation all at once. Legs of one beast. Arms of another. Proportions all awry to a tortoise's eye. Torso too squat. Too little neck. Vastly too much leg. Hands like creatures unto themselves. Senses delicately balanced. And yet each sense dulled by mental acuity.… — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share
Nearly everyone is aware of dramatic changes in the world. Yet we continue to live in the assumption that we can ride out the changes without changing ourselves, coasting, as we have always coasted, on the historic wave of human development. What it will take to wake us up is a wave of equal size traveling in the opposite direction.… — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share
Other seasons come abruptly but ask so little when they do. Winter is the only one that has to be relearned. — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share Image
The words are not mere words. They are the breath and mind, perhaps even the soul, of the person who is reading. — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share Image
Solve global warming, eliminate the nuclear threat, and we will still have to confront the vastness of our species and the way it diminishes,… — Verlyn Klinkenborg Copy Share Image
