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For 200 years we've been conquering nature. Now we're beating it to death.
For 200 years we've been conquering nature. Now we're beating it to death.
External nature is only internal nature writ large.
External nature is only internal nature writ large.
The search for truth is in one way hard and in another way easy, for it is evident that no read more
The search for truth is in one way hard and in another way easy, for it is evident that no one can master it fully or miss it wholly. But each adds a little to our knowledge of nature, and from all the facts assembled there arises a certain grandeur.
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still
And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,
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At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still
And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,
When nought but the torrent is heard on the hill
And nought but the nightingale's song in the grove.
I am sure it is a great mistake always to know enough to go in when it rains. One may read more
I am sure it is a great mistake always to know enough to go in when it rains. One may keep snug and dry by such knowledge, but one misses a world of loveliness.
I've made an odd discovery. Every time I talk to a savant I feel quite sure that happiness is no read more
I've made an odd discovery. Every time I talk to a savant I feel quite sure that happiness is no longer a possibility. Yet when I talk with my gardener, I'm convinced of the opposite.
How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of read more
How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of oil, growing, working, dying, with hardly a thought of wind, and sky, and fields of grain, seeing only machine-made beauty, the mineral-like quality of life?
Nature too unkind;
That made no medicine for a troubled mind!
Nature too unkind;
That made no medicine for a troubled mind!