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“When we talk of flood control, we usually think of dams and deeper river channels, to impound the waters or hurry their run-off. Yet neither is the ultimate solution, simply because floods are caused by the flow of water downhill. If the hills are wooded, that flow is checked. If there is a swamp at the foot of the hills, the swamp sponges up most of the excess water, restores some of it to the underground water supply and feeds the remainder slowly into the streams. Strip the hills, drain the boglands, and you create flood conditions inevitably. Yet that is what we have been doing for years.”

“Mma Ramotswe had a detective agency in Africa, at the foot of Kgale Hill. These were its assets: a tiny white van, two desks, two chairs, a telephone, and an old typewriter. Then there was a teapot, in which Mma Ramotswe – the only lady private detective in Botswana – brewed redbush tea. And three mugs – one for herself, one for her secretary, and one for the client. What else does a detective agency really need? Detective agencies rely on human intuition and intelligence, both of which Mma Ramotswe had in abundance. No inventory would ever include those, of course.”

Source: The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency

“An altered look about the hills; A Tyrian light the village fills; A wider sunrise in the dawn; A deeper twilight on the lawn; A print of a vermilion foot; A purple finger on the slope; A flippant fly upon the pane; A spider at his trade again; An added strut in chanticleer; A flower expected everywhere.”

Looks Light Feet Flower Spring Trade Fingers Deeper Expected Hills Dawn Print Village Twilight Sunrise Spiders Purple April Altered Springtime Lawns Slopes Flippant

Book:The Works of Emily Dickinson

Source: The Works of Emily Dickinson

“Two days ago we waded through the mud out to this grave beneath the pines at the foot of the hill to place a Christmas wreath on it, hoping he would look down from the Paradise of Ten Billion Trees and Unrationable Dog Biscuits and pity us.”

Looks Two Tree Feet Dog Ten Billions Graves Pity Hills Paradise Mud Two Days Biscuits Wreaths

Author:Eugene O'Neill

“My Faith is larger than the Hills— So when the Hills decay— My Faith must take the Purple Wheel To show the Sun the way— 'Tis first He steps upon the Vane— And then — upon the Hill— And then abroad the World He go To do His Golden Will— And if His Yellow feet should miss— The Bird would not arise— The Flowers would slumber on their Stems— No Bells have Paradise— How dare I, therefore, stint a faith On which so vast depends— Lest Firmament should fail for me— The Rivet in the Bands”

Source: Emily Dickinson’s Poems: As She Preserved Them

“Over this country, when the giant Eagle flings the shadow of his wing, the land is darkened. So compact is it that the wing covers all its extent in one pause of the flight. The sea breaks on the pale line of the shore; to the Eagle's proud glance waves run in to the foot of the hills that are like rocks planted in green water.”

Book Country Running Water Lines Break Sea Feet Land Rocks Proud Shadow Green Wings Wave Flight Hills Giants Shore Pale Pauses Glances Eagles Fling Compact

Book:The Herries Chronicles

Source: The Herries Chronicles

“I had a farm in Africa, at the foot of the Ngong Hills. The Equator runs across these highlands, a hundred miles to the North, and the farm lay at an altitude of over six thousand feet. In the day-time you felt that you had got high up, near to the sun, but the early mornings and evenings were limpid and restful, and the nights were cold.”

Book Running Night Felt Morning Sun Feet Cold Thousand Six Hundred Lays Miles Evening Hills Farms Early Morning Restful Equator

Book:Out of Africa

Source: Out of Africa

“What change has made the pastures sweet And reached the daisies at my feet, And cloud that wears a golden hem? This lovely world, the hills, the sward-- They all look fresh, as if our Lord But yesterday had finished them.”

Ifs World Looks Made Past Lord Feet Sweet Spring Clouds Finished Yesterday Lovely Golden Hills Our Lord Daisies Pastures Hem

Book:The Poetical Works of Jean Ingelow

Source: The Poetical Works of Jean Ingelow

“The old stage coach was rumbling along the dusty road that runs from Maplewood to Riverboro. The day was as warm as midsummer, though it was only the middle of May, and Mr. Jeremiah Cobb was favoring the horses as much as possible, yet never losing sight of the fact that he carried the mail. The hills were many, and the reins lay loosely in his hands as he lolled back in his seat and extended one foot and leg luxuriously over the dashboard. His brimmed hat of worn felt was well pulled over his eyes, and revolved a quid of tobacco in his left cheek.”

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“The urge to climb will never be explained. In olden days, perhaps it was a wish to reach the stars. Today, anyone so minded can buy a seat on a plane and feel himself master of the skies. Even so, he will not have rock under his feet, or air upon his face; nor will he know the silence that comes only on the hills.”

Knows Feels Today Faces Wish Stars Silence Air Feet Sky Rocks Masters Hills Planes Seats Climbs Urges Olden Days

Book:Daphne du Maurier Omnibus 1: Frenchman's Creek; The Birds & Other Stories; Hungry Hill

Source: Daphne du Maurier Omnibus 1: Frenchman's Creek; The Birds & Other Stories; Hungry Hill

“'Yea and I beheld Sisyphus in strong torment, grasping a monstrous stone with both his hands. He was pressing thereat with hands and feet, and trying to roll the stone upward toward the brow of the hill. But oft as he was about to hurl it over the top, the weight would drive him back, so once again to the plain rolled the stone, the shameless thing. And he once more kept heaving and straining, and the sweat the while was pouring down his limbs, and the dust rose upwards from his head.”

Trying Hands Strong Sadness Feet Sad Stones Weight Rose Dust Hills Sweat Torment Limbs Monstrous Brows Pouring Grasping Over The Top Shameless Sisyphus Hands And Feet

Book:The Odyssey of Homer: Several Versions

Source: The Odyssey of Homer: Several Versions

“As a rock on the seashore he standeth firm, and the dashing of the waves disturbeth him not. He raiseth his head like a tower on a hill, and the arrows of fortune drop at his feet. In the instant of danger, the courage of his heart here, and scorn to fly.”

Heart Courage Feet Rocks Danger Bravery Fortune Wave Hills Firm Instant Towers Scorn Arrows Seashore Dashing

Author:Akhenaton

“Love is Enough Love is enough: though the world be a-waning, And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining, Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder, Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder, And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over, Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter: The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.”

Source: Poems By The Way & Love Is Enough

“The thought was, 'We're going to go to California, where the soil is black and ten feet deep, and there are no rocks, and there's gold in the hills.' The West becomes the surface onto which people project their fantasies, where once the future had been the place they projected their fantasies. So it's not just the war that ends the utopian communities, but what follows.”

People War Ends Black Community Fantasy Feet Rocks Ten Projects Gold West Surface Hills California Soil Utopian

Author:Christine Jennings

“...photographers who carry 60 pounds of equipment up a hill to photograph a view are not suffering enough, although their whining causes enough suffering among their listeners. No, if they really expect us to respect their search for enlightenment and artistic expression, in [the] future they will drag the equipment up the hill by their genitals and take the view with a tripod leg stuck through their foot.”

Ifs Enough Suffering Causes Views Feet Expression Photography Enlightenment Photographer Photograph Legs Stuck Artistic Hills Pounds Drag Listeners Equipment Whining Artistic Expression Tripods

Author:Bill Jay