“I am going to sit here in the river. If you go home to sleep, I will sleep in front of your house. And if you go away, I will follow you–until you tell me to go away. Then I’ll leave. But I have to love you for the rest of my life..”

“Woods are grim places. Farmers shoot squirrels, crows, magpies, and hang them up on trees to warn Mother Nature to get it together or else. Much notice she takes, being in league with God. They’re a right pair, more carnage than the rest of us put together.”