Mara

“We stand now where two roads diverge. But unlike the roads in Robert Frost's familiar poem, they are not equally fair. The road we have long been traveling is deceptively easy, a smooth superhighway on which we progress with great speed, but at its end lies disaster. The other fork of the road — the one less traveled by — offers our last, our only chance to reach a destination that assures the preservation of the earth.”
― Rachel Carson, Silent Spring

“How many things would you attempt
If you knew you could not fail”
― Robert Frost

“We ran as if to meet the moon.”
― Robert Frost

“So was I once myself a swinger of birches.
And so I dream of going back to be.”
― Robert Frost