Anything Will Give Up Its Secrets If

If You Love Something Enough, It Will Reveal Itself To You.

I Found That When I Talk To The Little Flower Or To The Little Peanut They Will Give Up Their Secrets . . .

You Can't Tear Up Everything Just To Get The Dollar Out Of It Without Suffering As Result. It Is A Travesty To Burn Our Woods And Thereby Burn Up The Fertilizer Nature Has Provided For Us. We Must Enrich Our Soil Every Year Instead Of Merely Depleting It. It Is Fundamental That Nature Will Drive Away Those Who Commit Sin Against It.

There Are Two Ways, One Is Right; The Other Is Wrong. If Your Work Is Only About Right, Then It Is Wrong.

Unkindness To Anything Means An Injustice To That Thing. If I Am Unkind To You I Do You An Injustice, Or Wrong You In Some Way. On The Other Hand, If I Try To Assist You In Every Way That I Can To Make A Better Citizen And In Every Way To Do My Very Best For You, I Am Kind To You. The Above Principles Apply With Equal Force To The Soil. The Farmer Whose Soil Produces Less Every Year, Is Unkind To It In Some Way; That Is, He Is Not Doing By It What He Should; He Is Robbing It Of Some Substance It Must Have, And He Becomes, Therefore, A Soil Robber Rather Than A Progressive Farmer.