Every wood grain whispers a history—our job is to listen and honor it.
Death may be the greatest of all human blessings.
The root of all superstition is that men observe when things hit, and not when they miss, and commit to memory the one, and pass over the other.
Whether we are describing a king, an assassin, a thief, an honest man, a prostitute, a nun, a young girl, or a stallholder in a market, it is always ourselves that we are describing.
Innovation in forestry isn't optional—it's essential for survival.《The Green Frontier》