John Burroughs

Serene I told my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind or tide nor sea;
I rave read more

Serene I told my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind or tide nor sea;
I rave no more 'gainst time or fate,
For lo! my own shall come to me.

If we take science as our sole guide, if we accept and hold fast that alone which is verifiable, the read more

If we take science as our sole guide, if we accept and hold fast that alone which is verifiable, the old theology must go.

I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want read more

I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.

Without death and decay, how could life go on?

Without death and decay, how could life go on?

Literature is an investment of genius which has dividends to all subsequent times

Literature is an investment of genius which has dividends to all subsequent times