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Henry Williamson
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Every gesture is a gesture from the blood, every expression a symbolic utterance... Everything is of the blood, of the senses.
Henry Williamson,
English
Author
#Expression
#Senses
#Blood
Yet otters have not been hunters in water long enough for the habit to become an instinct.
Henry Williamson,
English
Author
#Habit
#Instinct
#Water
This sunlight linked me through the ages to that past consciousness.
Henry Williamson,
English
Author
#Past
#Consciousness
Since childhood she had walked the Devon rivers with her father looking for flowers and the nests of birds, passing some rocks and trees as old friends, seeing a Spirit everywhere, gentle in thought to all her eyes beheld.
Henry Williamson,
English
Author
#Thought
#Friends
#Old
#Flowers
#Spirit
#Eyes
#Father
#Childhood
#Trees
#Birds
#Rivers
All the experience of the greatest city in the world could not withhold me.
Henry Williamson,
English
Author
#World
#Experience
The eldest and biggest of the litter was a dog cub, and when he drew his first breath he was less than five inches long from his nose to where his tail joined his back-bone.
Henry Williamson,
English
Author
#First