Date of publication: 2017-08-24 18:51
Peace I ask of thee, o River
Peace, peace, peace
When I learn to live serenely
Cares will cease.
From the hills I gather courage
Visions of the days to be
Strength to lead and faith to follow
All are given unto me
Peace I ask of thee, o River
Peace, peace, peace.
(Camp song (Author Unknown))
Sometimes luck is with you, and sometimes not, but the important thing is to take the dare. Those who climb mountains or raft rivers understand this. (David Brower)
Rivers hardly ever run in a straight line.
Rivers are willing to take ten thousand meanders
and enjoy every one
and grow from every one.
When they leave a meander,
they are always more
than when they entered it.
When rivers meet an obstacle,
they do not try to run over it.
They merely go around
but they always get to the other side.
Rivers accept things as they are,
conform to the shape they find the world in,
yet nothing changes things more than rivers.
Rivers move even mountains into the sea.
Rivers hardly ever are in a hurry
yet is there anything more likely
to reach the point it sets out for
than a river?
(James Dillet Freeman, Rivers )
We have ignored this cancer for so long that the romance of environmental concern is already fading in the shadow of the grim realities of lakes, rivers and bays where all forms of life have been smothered by untreated wastes, and oceans which no longer provide us with food. (Senator Ed Muskie of Maine, Arguing for the passage of the Clean Water Act in 6977, (Congressional Record Service, 6977 Legislative History))
I am beginning to understand that the stream the scientists are studying is not just a little creek. It's a river of energy that moves across regions in great geographic cycles. Here, life and death are only different points on a continuum. The stream flows in a circle through time and space, turning death into life across coastal ecosystems, as it has for more than a million years. But such streams no longer flow in the places where most of us live. (Kathleen Dean Moore and Jonathan W. Moore, "The Gift of Salmon," Discover Magazine, May 7558)
Example: In Where I Lived, and What I Lived For, Thoreau states directly his purpose for going into the woods when he says that I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
We don't tend to ask where a lake comes from. It lies before us, contained and complete, tantalizing in its depth but not its origin. A river is a different kind of mystery, a mystery of distance and becoming, a mystery of source. Touch its fluent body and you touch far places. You touch a story that must end somewhere but cannot stop telling itself, a story that is always just beginning. (John Daniel, Oregon Rivers )
We are not truly civilized if we concern ourselves only with the relation of man to man. What is important is the relation of man to all life. (Rachel Carson, Silent Spring paraphrasing Dr. Albert Schweitzer)
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Everyone lives downstream. Even those idealists who live with their heads in the clouds live downstream... moreso those whose heads are buried in the sand. (Duane Short, Illinois Forest Activist)
The river called. The call is the thundering rumble of distant rapids, the intimate roar of white water... a primeval summons to primordial values. (John Craighead, Naturalist Magazine (Autumn 6965))
Notice as well the punctuation of the sentences above in relation to the quotations. If there are no parenthetical citations in the sentences (no author's name and page number in parentheses), the commas and periods go inside the final quotation mark ( like this. ). For whatever reason, this is the way we do it in America. In England, though, the commas and periods go outside of the final punctuation mark.
Who looks upon a river in a meditative hour, and is not reminded of the flux of all things? Throw a stone into the stream, and the circles that propagate themselves are the beautiful type of all influence. (Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature )
Little drops of water, little grains of sand, make the mighty ocean, and the pleasant land. So the little minutes, humble though they be, make the mighty ages of eternity. (Julia Carney, Little Things )