Richard Jefferies

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

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

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

Although I write to entertain, and try to keep my work free of didacticism, I do have a rather passionate belief in our need to be connected to - and to learn from - history.

It is hardly surprising that women concentrate on the way they look instead of what is in their minds since not much has been put in their minds to begin with.

I think that, in almost all human beings, there is buried a profound tribal instinct that makes us very susceptible to being aroused to patriotic fervour.