Bertolt by Jacques Goldstyn.
This is an illustrated children's book that portray's a beautiful friendship between a boy named Bertolt and an Oak tree.
You can finish the book in couple of minutes but the melancholy will linger a life time. I wish there were more children books that portray such unique and precious relationships on earth.
An entire generation of men who grew up reading Marvel comics are obsessed with empty space and "conquering emptiness" with flamboyant vehicles. At this point their brains are so over-fitted with this crap that they live and die without realizing immense beauty under their nose. These men have become role model for kids (and yeah, grown men too); such is the state of our civilization.
We need to perpetually teach and remind kids the preciousness and rareness of everything in this blue planet.
I grew up listening to this story of a Tamil king who gave his golden chariot so that a jasmine plant can use it as a support. History does remembers and salutes such beautiful acts and relationships.
If I could do it all over again, and relive my vision in the twenty-first century, I would be a microbial ecologist. Ten billion bacteria live in a gram of ordinary soil, a mere pinch held between thumb and forefinger. They represent thousands of species, almost none of which are known to science. Into that world I would go with the aid of modern microscopy and molecular analysis. I would cut my way through clonal forests sprawled across grains of sand, travel in an imagined submarine through drops of water proportionately the size of lakes, and track predators and prey in order to discover new life ways and alien food webs.
- E. O. Wilson: Biophilia, The Diversity of Life, Naturalist
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