“[Concerning the Water Ouzel, now called American Dipper:] In a general way his music is that of the streams refined and spiritualized. The deep booming notes of the falls are in it, the trills of rapids, the gurgling of margin eddies, the low whispering of level reaches, and the sweet tinkle of separate drops oozing from the ends of mosses and falling into tranquil pools.” WayEndsFallWaterLevelsSweetMusic IsLowsNotesStreamsPoolRapidsMarginsRefinedWhisperingTranquilMossTrill Author:John Muir
“Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader browner shade; Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think.” ThinkingWaterBranchesShadeThickMuseRudeOaksMossCanopy Author:Thomas Gray
“I had been painting Kate Moss for a long time, both before the time of her crisis and during it. I felt very strongly for her - she's a hard-working mum and it seemed as if suddenly the world turned against her. Holy water cannot help you now is painted in very warm pretty colours.” IfsWorldLongHardHelpingFeltWaterPaintingHard WorkHolyLong TimeCrisisWarmColourVery StrongMumKateMossHoly Water Author:Stella Vine
“Moss grows where nothing else can grow. It grows on bricks. It grows on tree bark and roofing slate. It grows in the Arctic Circle and in the balmiest tropics; it also grows on the fur of sloths, on the backs of snails, on decaying human bones. ... It is a resurrection engine. A single clump of mosses can lie dormant and dry for forty years at a stretch, and then vault back again into life with a mere soaking of water.” YearsHumansLyingGrowsWaterTreeMereBonesCirclesDryFortyBiologyEnginesResurrectionBricksFurBarkBack AgainSlothMossSlateArcticDormantSnailVaultsSoakingTropicsRoofing Book:The Signature of All Things Source: The Signature of All Things