Nature is a collective idea, and, though its essence exist in each individual of the species, can never in its read more

Nature is a collective idea, and, though its essence exist in each individual of the species, can never in its perfection inhabit a single object.

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.

The law of nature is the strictest expression of necessity.

The law of nature is the strictest expression of necessity.

The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes read more

The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do.

We have nowhere else to go... this is all we have.

We have nowhere else to go... this is all we have.

I trust in Nature for the stable laws
Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant
And Autumn read more

I trust in Nature for the stable laws
Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant
And Autumn garner to the end of time.
I trust in God--the right shall be the right
And other than the wrong, while he endures;
I trust in my own soul, that can perceive
The outward and the inward, Nature's good
And God's.

If a tree dies, plant another in its place.

If a tree dies, plant another in its place.

This very moment is a seed from which the flowers of tomorrow's happiness grow.

This very moment is a seed from which the flowers of tomorrow's happiness grow.

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.