A choir of seedlings arching their necks out of rotted tree stumps, sucking life out of death. I am the forest's conscience, but remember, the forest eats itself and lives forever.

“A first child is your own best foot forward, and how you do cheer those little …”

“When the rain pours down especially, we have long hours of captivity, in which …”

“The war's [World War II] end has left America with loads of get-up-and-go, and …”

“Take your place, then. Look at what happened from every side and consider all t…”