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“Here every bird and fish knew its course. Every tree had its own place upon this earth. Only man had lost his way.”

Quote by Margaret Craven

Book:I Heard the Owl Call My Name

Work

I Heard the Owl Call My Name

This book is a poignant exploration of cultural identity, self-discovery, and the transformative power of nature. The protagonist, a young man from the Lower 48, is drawn to the Alaskan wilderness, where he learns from an elder and finds a sense of belonging and purpose. more

Author

Margaret Craven

Margaret Craven, born on March 13, 1901, was a renowned Canadian author known for her works that depicted the rural life of Canada. Her writing, which focused on the beauty and resilience of the Canadian countryside, was greatly appreciated by readers. more

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Book:The poetical works of George Herbert

Source: The poetical works of George Herbert