True solitude is a din of birdsong, seething leaves, whirling colors, or a clamor of tracks in the snow.

Quote by Edward Hoagland

Topics: Solitude Quotes

In order to really enjoy a dog, one doesn't merely try to train him to...

In order to really enjoy a dog, one doesn't merely try to train him to...

Many people have believed that they were Chosen, but none more baldly than the Texans.

Many people have believed that they were Chosen, but none more baldly than the Texans.

City people try to buy time as a rule, when they can, whereas country people...

City people try to buy time as a rule, when they can, whereas country people...

Country people do not behave as if they think life is short; they live on...

Country people do not behave as if they think life is short; they live on...

The question of whether it's God's green earth is not at center stage, except in...

The question of whether it's God's green earth is not at center stage, except in...

Like a kick in the butt, the force of events wakes slumberous talents.

Like a kick in the butt, the force of events wakes slumberous talents.

Land of opportunity, land for the huddled masses where would the opportunity have been without...

Land of opportunity, land for the huddled masses where would the opportunity have been without...

Silence is exhilarating at first - as noise is - but there is a sweetness...

Silence is exhilarating at first - as noise is - but there is a sweetness...

Animals are stylized characters in a kind of old saga - stylized because even the...

Animals are stylized characters in a kind of old saga - stylized because even the...