There is a leisure about walking, no matter what pace you set, that lets down the tension. — Hal Borland
You can’t be suspicious of a tree, or accuse a bird or a squirrel of subversion or challenge the ideology of a violet. — Hal Borland
Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence. — Hal Borland
It is the distant hills once more in sight, and the enduring constellations above them once again. — Hal Borland
Summer ends, and autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night. — Hal Borland