All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain withi its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, read more

All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain withi its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, The after-light upon ice-burdened pines; Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope, A scene beloved of bees; Silence of water above a sunken tree: The pure serene of memory of one man,-- A ripple widening from a single stone Winding around the waters of the world.

Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.

Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.

No sight is more provocative of awe than is the night sky.

No sight is more provocative of awe than is the night sky.

Since you get more joy out of giving joy to others, you should put a good deal of thought into read more

Since you get more joy out of giving joy to others, you should put a good deal of thought into the happiness that you are able to give.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The read more

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.

Things perfected by nature are better than those finished by art.
[Lat., Meliora sunt ea quae natura quam illa read more

Things perfected by nature are better than those finished by art.
[Lat., Meliora sunt ea quae natura quam illa quae arte perfecta
sunt.]

Sing out my soul, thy songs of joy;
Such as a happy bird will sing,
Beneath a read more

Sing out my soul, thy songs of joy;
Such as a happy bird will sing,
Beneath a Rainbow's lovely arch,
In early spring.

They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.

They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.

To the artist there is never anything ugly in nature.

To the artist there is never anything ugly in nature.