In A Cat's Eye, All Things Belong

In The Long Run Our Boasted Control Of Nature Is A Delusion.

There Are Some Optimists Who Search Eagerly For The Skunk Cabbage Which In February Sometimes Pushes Itself Up Through The Ice, And Who Call It A Sign Of Spring. I Wish That I Could Feel That Way About It, But I Do Not. The Truth Of The Matter, To Me, Is Simply That Skunk Cabbage Blooms In The Winter Time.

There Is No Such Thing As A Dangerous Woman; There Are Only Susceptible Men.

Nothing Is Too Great Or Too Good To Be True. Do Not Believe That We Can Imagine Things Better Than They Are. In The Long Run, In The Ultimate Outlook, In The Eye Of The Creator, The Possibilities Of Existence, The Possibilities Open To Us, Are Beyond Our Imagination.

And The Thing Which Is Missing Is Love, Some Feeling For, As Well As Some Understanding Of, The Inclusive Community Of Rocks And Soils, Plants And Animals, Of Which We Are A Part.