“Because half a dozen grasshoppers under a fern make the field ring with their importunate chink, whilst thousands of great cattle, reposed beneath the shadow of the British oak, chew the cud and are silent, pray do not imagine, that those who make the noise are the only inhabitants of the field.” Edmund Burke
If the Sight of the Blue Skies Fills You With Joy . . . Rejoice, for Your Soul Is Alive Eleonora Duse
