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“There’s language to the woods and it’s speaking to those capable of listening, to ears taught to decode meanings mild or malignant. Geese flying, bees buzzing. Howl of a wolf, height of the clouds, face of the moon, colour of the night and the morning sky, movement of game, snowfall heavy or light — things mostly lost on most people. Where others heard the winds in the maples, the trapper smelled the sap on the breeze. A wind veered northerly and where another might think the evening cold, he knew frost was coming early and the temperatures would stay cold for a week and the bears would feed heavily before the berry bushes died and the deer would be more active at dusk, at dawn. Inflections of the forest, cadence of the wilderness, language of the North.”
― Tom Stewart

“The more I study religion,” he wrote, “the more I am convinced that man never worshiped anyone but himself.”
― Candice Millard, River of the Gods: Genius, Courage, and Betrayal in the Search for the Source of the Nile

“I had continuously to learn to accept God’s will—not as I wished it to be, not as it might have been, but as it actually was at the moment.”
― Walter J. Ciszek, He Leadeth Me: An Extraordinary Testament of Faith

“Relationships break down and many people live their days alone and for a lot of unions that do last not all the people are always so happy. Love is not guaranteed.”
― Tom Stewart