People in cities may forget the soil for as long as a hundred years, but Mother Nature's memory is long and she will not let them forget indefinitely.

The soil, it appears, is suited to the seed, for it has sent its radicle downward, and it may now send its shoot upward also with confidence. Why has man rooted himself thus firmly in the earth, but that he may rise in the same proportion into the heavens above?

We will never forget the people who stood up to Mother Nature's fury. They are standing up to the worst of Mother Nature.

Nature is our eldest mother; she will do no harm.

It was an all-time memory, something I'll probably never forget. I guess it will be a great rivalry.

I imagine a lot of people tune in simply to watch reporters get bitch-slapped by Mother Nature, and frankly, who can blame them?