We accept it because we have seen the vision. We know that we cannot reap the harvest, but we hope that we may so well prepare the land and so diligently sow the seed that our successors may gather the ripened grain.
Not since the Depression has the state been this dry, have our rivers been this low, our water table this low, and our reservoirs this low.
Conversation enriches the understanding, but solitude is the school of genius.

