Henry Williamson Quotes

The progress of rivers to the ocean is not so rapid as that of man to error.

We can see cities during the day and at night, and we can watch rivers dump sediment into the ocean, and see hurricanes form.

You've got to remember, Vermont is a lot of beautiful mountains with valleys and small brooks that run into bigger rivers.

In some parts of the world there is very little tidal movement.

Never underestimate the power of the ocean.

Open all your pores and bathe in all the tides of nature, in all her streams and oceans, at all seasons.

The ragged cliff has thousand faces in a thousand hours.

Wherever waves can roll, and winds can blow.

The streams, rejoiced that winter's work is done, Talk of to-morrow's cowslips as they run.

Streams and mountains never stay the same.

Out of the hills of Habersham, Down the valleys of Hall, I hurry amain to reach the plain; Run the rapid and leap the fall, Split at the rock, and together again Accept my bed, or narrow or wide, And flee from folly on every side With a lover's pain to attain the plain, Far from the hills of Habersham, Far from the valleys of Hall.

When I go to the beach, even the tide won't come in.

Delaware: a state that has three counties when the tide is out, and two when it is in.

Maybe forgetfulness, like a kind snow, should numb and cover them. But they were a part of me. They were my landscape.

It is not enough for a landscape to be interesting in itself. Eventually there must be a moral and historic interest.

I saw a sunset in Queretaro that seemed to reflect the color of a rose in Bengal.

Where lowland is, that's where water goes. All medicine wants is pain to cure.

Wyman's overpopulated universe is in many ways unlovely. It offends the aesthetic sense of us who have a taste for desert landscapes.

Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery, like the idle curved tunnels of leaf miners on the face of a leaf. We must somehow take a wider view, look at the whole landscape, really see it, and describe what's going on here. Then we can at least wail the right question into the swaddling band of darkness, or, if it comes to that, choir the proper praise.

Maybe the given person, cup, or landscape is lost before one gets to painting. A figure exerts a continuing and unspecified influence on a painting as the canvas develops. The represented forms are loaded with psychological feeling. It can't ever just be painting.

Catelyn had never liked this godswood. She had been born a Tully, at Riverrun far to the south, on the Red Fork of the Trident. The godswood there was a garden, bright and airy, where tall redwoods spread dappled shadows across tinkling streams, birds sang from hidden nests, and the air was spicy with the scent of flowers.

Wildness is my suiting scene.

All the world over, the picturesque yields to the pocketesque.

I think that what these psychedelics do, is they actually do connect you to the whole circle. You stand outside of the moment from which you embarked on your psychedelic experience, and you see eternity like a vast landscape deployed in front of you. So what I think psychedelics are is they're about time, and they somehow make all time co-present.