Gilbert White

The parish I live in is a very abrupt, uneven country, full of hills and woods, and therefore full of birds.

You may depend on it that the bunting, emberiza miliaria, does not leave this country in the winter.

Hedge-hogs abound in my gardens and fields.

Deep down, there is in the substance of the cosmos a primordial disposition, sui generis, for self-arrangement and self-involution.

Well, I actually wrote her a letter a couple of days ago congratulating her. The tone I tried to convey in the letter is, look, you are a part of a great American historical process.

There's never been anything I didn't love that I didn't connect with on a personal level because, to some degree, I projected upon it.