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The actuality of all of material Nature is therefore kept out of action and that of all corporeality along with read more
The actuality of all of material Nature is therefore kept out of action and that of all corporeality along with it, including the actuality of my body, the body of the cognizing subject.
In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through read more
In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones, they seem to move through me.
What I see in Nature is a magnificent structure that we can comprehend only very imperfectly, and that must fill read more
What I see in Nature is a magnificent structure that we can comprehend only very imperfectly, and that must fill a thinking person with a feeling of humility. This is a genuinely religious feeling that has nothing to do with mysticism
The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago, had they happened to be within reach of read more
The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago, had they happened to be within reach of predatory human hands.
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with read more
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
That's the nature of women not to love when we love them, and to love when we love them not.
That's the nature of women not to love when we love them, and to love when we love them not.
Nature never says one thing and wisdom another.
Nature never says one thing and wisdom another.
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.
Nature, exerting an unwearied power,
Forms, opens, and gives scent to every flower;
Spreads the fresh verdure read more
Nature, exerting an unwearied power,
Forms, opens, and gives scent to every flower;
Spreads the fresh verdure of the field, and leads
The dancing Naiads through the dewy meads.