“Rush like a river from the highest mountain, drink from the fountain and stop your counting. What kind of wine does he have in his tavern, oh so enchanted and sing like a mad man. Mad with the love of a wife for her husband, child or mother, sister or brother... sing for the Most High, sing for no other. We are all notes in this eternal song, God plays his flute and we all dance along.” MenKindChildrenDoePlayMotherSongWifeBrotherDrinkHusbandMountainEternalHighestRiversMadWineNotesFountainCountingEnchantedFlutesMad MenTaverns Author:Trevor Hall
“I'd say that, in addition to actually taking my brother and sister and I camping and hiking and river rafting all our lives and introducing us to the power of natural landscapes, his [my father's] biggest impact on my thinking has been to always argue that the "spiritual case for Nature" was not going to outweigh the needs of 7 billion people and to insist that law, science and economics were the critical frameworks through which we had to defend the value of nature.” PeopleThinkingNeedsHas BeensSpiritualLawValuesFatherNaturalCasesOur LivesBrotherEconomicsRiversImpactCriticalArguingBillionsLandscapeMy BrotherHikingIntroducingBrothers And SistersFrameworkCampingRafting Author:Edward Norton
“You are killing me, fish, the old man thought. But you have a right to. Never have I seen a greater, or more beautiful, or a calmer or more noble thing than you, brother.” MenBeautifulGreaterSeaBrotherRiversKillingFishesNobleBoatLakesFishingOld ManCalmerFish In The Sea Book:The Old Man and the Sea Source: The Old Man and the Sea
“At noon, you walk across a river. It is dry, with not this much water: it is just stones and pebbles. But it rains cats and dogs in the mountains, and towards afternoon, the water descends wildly and she ravages all in its path, the madwoman. That is how death comes. Without our expecting it, and we cannot do a thing against it, brothers.” WaterWalksPathFateDogBrotherMountainRainRiversStonesCatDryAfternoonExpectingNoonPebblesCat And Dog Author:Jacques Roumain
“Brothers and Sisters: Our ancient homeland is spotted today with an array of chemical dumps. Along the Niagara River, dioxin, a particularly deadly substance, threatens the remaining life there and in the waters which flow from there. Forestry departments spray the surviving forests with powerful insecticides to encourage tourism by people seeking a few days or weeks away from the cities where the air hangs heavy with sulphur and carbon oxides.” PeopleTodayWaterPowerfulCitiesAirWeekBrotherFlowRiversEnvironmentalAncientSeekingHeavyForestsSubstanceDepartmentChemicalsPollutionCarbonBrothers And SistersSurvivingHomelandTourismDumpSprayNiagaraInsecticides Author:Winona LaDuke