“Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don't really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours. Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible.” WayWantI CanBlackTalkingDoubtTreePrayingWoodsInvisibleMy WayNo DoubtHugOaksTalkersOak Tree Author:Mary Oliver
“I can also tell in whose hands I am. Do these hands tremble? There can be no doubt: these are the hands of a military officer. Is it a firm pulse? I say without vacillating: these are the hands of a liberator.” I CanHandsDoubtMilitaryFirmRevolutionaryNo DoubtOfficersPulseLiberators Book:Dreams of Freedom Source: Dreams of Freedom