Wendell Berry, this great Bard — as great an American voice as Thoreau’s or Whitman’s — assumes that the reality before and all around us in nature is infinitely complex and therefore cannot be fully comprehended by any human intellect.
The Art of Loading Brush, Wendell Berry’s most recent contribution, spans across several genres, beginning with philosophical essays, moving to fiction, and ending with a poem
British historian Ian Morris argues that human values depend upon our methods of energy capture and storage.
Edward Abbey’s was a great soul. The best reason to read Abbey, says Wendell Berry, is “for the consolation, for the comfort of being told the truth.”
I am an avid hunter and fisherman, but it strikes me that these activities are really more occasions for something else: for looking at the natural world and trying to understand it and, by trying to understand it.
What price do we really pay for our omni-technologized lives, and will our kids foot the bill?