We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
For no dust gathers on the grass, unless where man has broken ground.
I like it when a flower or a little tuft of grass grows through a crack in the concrete. It's so fuckin' heroic.
The grass is always greener on the other side.
When the wind blows,the grass bends.