Richard Jefferies

The lover of nature has the highest art in his soul.

I desire a greatness of soul, an irradiance of mind, a deeper insight, a broader hope.

It would seem that the ant works its way tentatively, and, observing where it fails, tries another place and succeeds.

My father was a Japanese prisoner of war, a survivor of the Thai-Burma Death Railway, built by a quarter of a million slave labourers in 1943. Between 100,000 and 200,000 died.

If a horse has four legs, and I'm riding it, I think I can win.

He who has the fastest golf cart never has a bad lie.