“A tree is made to live in peace in the color of day and in friendship with the sun, the wind and the rain. Its roots plunge in thefat fermentation of the soil, sucking in its elemental humors, its fortifying juices. Trees always seem lost in a great tranquil dream. The dark rising sap makes them groan in the warm afternoons. A tree is a living being that knows the course of the clouds and presses the storms because it is full of birds' nests.” KnowsMadeDreamSeemsCoursesLostNatureDarkSunTreeColorWindBirdRainRootsPressesCloudsWarmStormRisingSoilAfternoonJuiceNestsPlungeTranquilSapElementalsFermentation Author:Jacques Roumain
“Peasants are a rude lot, and hard: life has hardened their hearts, but they are thick and awkward only in appearance; you have to know them. No one is more sensitive to what gives man the right to call himself a man: good-heartedness, bravery and virile brotherhood.” KnowsMenGivingHeartHardBraveryAppearanceSensitiveBrotherhoodThickAwkwardRudePeasantsHardenedHard Life Author:Jacques Roumain
