“These hills are too green and sweet to have tasted salt.
I follow the sheep path between them. A last hook brings me
To the hills' northern face, and the face is orange rock
That looks out on nothing, nothing but a great space
Of white and pewter lights, and a din like silversmiths
Beating and beating at an intractable metal.”

— Sylvia Plath , book Crossing the Water

"Blackberrying" http://www.angelfire.com/tn/plath/berry.html
Crossing the Water (1971)

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American poet, novelist and short story writer 1932–1963

Akimine Kamijyo (1975) Japanese manga artist

Source: Samurai Deeper Kyo, Volume 03

“But on and up, where Nature’s heart
Beats strong amid the hills.”

Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton (1809–1885) British politician and poet

Tragedy of the Lac de Gaube. Stanza 2.

“Nothing is old, nothing is new, save the light of grace underneath which beats a human heart. The way of feeling, of understanding, of loving; the way of seeing the country, the faces that your father saw, that your mother knew. The rest is chimerical…”

Georges Rouault (1871–1958) French painter

Soliloques. (1944)
Quotes, 1940-1950

“When I was young I was more obsessed with the materiality of things.... today I am more interested in air and atmosphere. This is why I deliberately treat space ambivalently. For example, an orange painting with white lines might be viewed as an orange wall with white lines, but the orange colour is no less atmospheric for all of that. It abounds white light, and the white line vibrate in a deep space, too, as well as an orange 'wall.”

Robert Motherwell (1915–1991) American artist

Interview with Irmeline Lebeer, in 'Recent Work', Princeton Art Museum, 1973 pp. 10-13
after 1970

“Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? it is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men. Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.”

István Küzmics (1723–1779) Hungarian translator

“His Bible was the open face of nature, the broad skies, the green hills. He disbelieved the ancient myths and miracles taught by established creeds.”

Thomas Edison (1847–1931) American inventor and businessman

The Philosophy of Paine (1925)
Context: He has been called an atheist, but atheist he was not. Paine believed in a supreme intelligence, as representing the idea which other men often express by the name of deity.
His Bible was the open face of nature, the broad skies, the green hills. He disbelieved the ancient myths and miracles taught by established creeds. But the attacks on those creeds — or on persons devoted to them — have served to darken his memory, casting a shadow across the closing years of his life.
When Theodore Roosevelt termed Tom Paine a "dirty little atheist" he surely spoke from lack of understanding. It was a stricture, an inaccurate charge of the sort that has dimmed the greatness of this eminent American. But the true measure of his stature will yet be appreciated. The torch which he handed on will not be extinguished.