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I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if read more
I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.
I have no enthusiasm for nature which the slightest chill will not instantly destroy.
I have no enthusiasm for nature which the slightest chill will not instantly destroy.
When a man wantonly destroys one of the works of man we call him a vandal. When he destroys one read more
When a man wantonly destroys one of the works of man we call him a vandal. When he destroys one of the works of God we call him a sportsman.
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where read more
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes. By the deep sea, and music in its roars; I love not man the less, but nature more.
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
Every advance in civilization has been denounced as unnatural while it was recent
Every advance in civilization has been denounced as unnatural while it was recent
Wolves are very resourceful. All they need to survive is for people not to shoot them.
Wolves are very resourceful. All they need to survive is for people not to shoot them.
A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious read more
A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease.
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.]