When oxygen and hydrogen find one another, their joining produces fiery passion. Out of this fire, water is born .

Wild rivers are earth's renegades, defying gravity, dancing to their own tunes, resisting the
authority of humans, always chipping away, and eventually always winning.

Men may dam it and say that they have made a lake, but it will still be a river. It will keep its
nature and bide its time, like a caged animal alert for the slightest opening. In time, it will have its
way; the dam, like the ancient cliffs, will be carried away piecemeal in the currents.
Wendell Berry