I've got an image of me at the bottom of my garden sitting under my silver birch tree reading, while everyone else had gone somewhere exotic.
By reading the scriptures I am so renewed that all nature seems renewed around me and with me. The sky seems to be a pure, a cooler blue, the trees a deeper green. The whole world is charged with the glory of God and I feel fire and music under my feet.
A man only learns in two ways, one by reading, and the other by association with smarter people.
Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree.
Under every stone lurks a politician.