“I do not like the orangeness; it erases every tree, every branch, every leaf.” — Ned Hayes Trees Copy Share Image
“Speech does not always unravel matters. Words can betray you, their labyrinthine threads tangled in knots, for we were cursed at that… — Ned Hayes Language Copy Share Image
“I must learn to be as the bear in a cage with the stick that pokes it always, through the bars. The… — Ned Hayes Bear Copy Share Image
“Rooks have clustered on either side of the long road. It is as if they line a grand parade route for our… — Ned Hayes Historical Copy Share Image
“Fog lifts in the valley, rising as mist through the bare-limbed trees. Far below lies the deeping combe with our village in… — Ned Hayes Whole world Copy Share Image
“If the global temperature rises by only four degrees Celsius over the next fifty years—and it’s probably going to do that—then all… — Ned Hayes Forests Copy Share Image
“London town is a great and stinking warren. The smokes of many fires creep around our ankles and our cart, and a… — Ned Hayes London Copy Share Image
“Under the sanctuary are the catacombs where the dead wait for resurrection. The living do not venture there. The caverns here underneath… — Ned Hayes Historical Copy Share Image
“Every moment with your child is precious, no matter how long they live, no matter the number of their days.” — Ned Hayes Children Copy Share Image
“I remember the fire, it burns bright, always around me. I close my eyes, and tears stream out. The tides of the… — Ned Hayes Fire Copy Share Image
“The wheel of Fortune turns one way and another, taking us to the heights or the depths. That is the great wheel… — Ned Hayes Destiny Copy Share Image
“Any story is an ocean whose tide begins in a place I can't know, and my life is but a moment in… — Ned Hayes Life Copy Share Image
“The road is covered by jagged serrations of ice hard as iron. I pull aside the boot soles that are strapped to… — Ned Hayes Journey Copy Share Image
“The road is a river of ice, slick and unforgiving. A harsh sweep of white iron, smooth as glass and cold enough… — Ned Hayes Journey Copy Share Image
“April comes to us, with her showers sweet. I wake to the cries of little birds before the light comes across the… — Ned Hayes April Copy Share Image
“The good, the bad, the virgin, and the harlot: no one is spared, all go rose-spattered with plague lesions. I see no… — Ned Hayes Death Copy Share Image
“In the end, I listen to my fear. It keeps me awake, resounding through the frantic beating in my breast. It is… — Ned Hayes Christian Copy Share Image
“It is a kingship grand that all of us build, every day of our meager lives, and it is a castle made… — Ned Hayes Every day Copy Share Image
“We are but a tattered remnant, a small and bastard race who linger on the shoulders of that giant race, a memory… — Ned Hayes Knowledge Copy Share Image
“Stars flicker above, points of bright ice in a dark river. I pull a heavy sheepskin around my legs and stretch my… — Ned Hayes Historical Copy Share Image
“The nitrogen cycle is a kind of miracle. The nitrogen cycle requires bears. Brown bears catch salmon in streams and rivers. Then… — Ned Hayes Bears Copy Share Image
