If You Lose Touch With Nature You

I Was Supremely Happy, For I Had Seen. Nothing Could Ever Be The Same. I Have Drunk At The Clear And Pure Waters And My Thirst Was Appeased. ...i Have Seen The Light. I Have Touched Compassion Which Heals All Sorrow And Suffering; It Is Not For Myself, But For The World. ...love In All Its Glory Has Intoxicated My Heart; My Heart Can Never Be Closed. I Have Drunk At The Fountain Of Joy And Eternal Beauty. I Am God-intoxicated.

If We Could, And We Must, Establish A Deep Long Abiding Relationship With Nature, With The Actual Trees, The Bushes, The Flowers, The Grass And The Fast Moving Clouds, Then We Would Never Slaughter Another Human Being For Any Reason Whatsoever.

Why Do You Want To Read Others' Books When There Is The Book Of Yourself?

Fear Begins And Ends With The Desire To Be Secure; Inward And Outward Security, With The Desire To Be Certain, To Have Permanency. The Continuity Of Permanence Is Sought In Every Direction, In Virtue, In Relationship, In Action, In Experience, In Knowledge, In Outward And Inward Things. To Find Security And Be Secure Is The Everlasting Cry. It Is This Insistent Demand That Breeds Fear.

Knowledge Is An Addiction, As Drink; Knowledge Does Not Bring Understanding. Knowledge Can Be Taught, But Not Wisdom; There Must Be Freedom From Knowledge For The Coming Of Wisdom.