The Treasures Of The Earth

They Were Dancing Around The Fountain, Arm In Arm, In An Old Dutch Dance, Their Cheeks Touching, Their Hands Entwined. They Had No Music; They Hummed. And There Was No Reason For Them To Be Dancing That Peter Lake Could See, Except That It Was An Exceptionally Beautiful Night.

Quite Possibly There's Nothing As Fine As A Big Freight Train Starting Across Country In Early Summer, Hardesty Thought. That's When You Learn That The Tragedy Of Plants Is That They Have Roots.

He Could Say Nothing. He Had No Right To Be There, He Had Already Been Profoundly Changed, He Was No Good At Small Talk, She Was Half Naked, It Was Dawn And He Loved Her.

Accident Is As Much A Part Of Fiction As Anything Else, Symbolic Of The Grace That, Along With Will, Conspires To Put Words On The Page.

There's An Expression In Yiddish, Which Is "der Gelernte Naar" - A "learned Fool." You Can Know A Great Deal, You Can Have A Ph.d., And You Can Still Be A Total Idiot.