“Yet I will look upon thy face again, My own romantic Bronx, and it will be A face more pleasant than the face of men. Thy waves are old companions, I shall see A well remembered form in each old tree And hear a voice long loved in thy wild minstrelsy.” MenWellsLooksLongFacesFormVoiceMy OwnTreeRiversWaveRememberedPleasantLook UpCompanionBronxOld Trees Book:The Culprit Fay: And Other Poems Source: The Culprit Fay: And Other Poems
“I once saw, on a flower pot in my own living room, the efforts of a field mouse to build a remembered field. I have lived to see this episode repeated in a thousand guises, and since I have spent a large portion of my life in the shade of a nonexistent tree I think I am entitled to speak for the field mouse.” ThinkingSpeakMy OwnRoomsEffortSawsTreeFieldsFlowerThousandRememberedPotShadePortionsEpisodesEntitledMiceLiving RoomGuise Author:Loren Eiseley
“It seemed perfectly possible that, in spite of my certainty of my own genius, I might die of some illness, or perhaps even in a street accident, before I had ever glimpsed the meaning of life. My moods of happiness and self-confidence convinced me that I had a "destiny" to become a famous writer, and to be remembered as one of the most important thinkers of the century.” ImportantSelfMightDiesMy OwnDestinyStreetsCenturyGeniusIllnessAccidentsConvincedSelf ConfidenceMoodCertaintyRememberedMeaning Of LifeSpiteThinkerFamous Writers Author:Colin Wilson