Go forth under the open sky, and list
To Nature's teachings.

Go forth under the open sky, and list
To Nature's teachings.

How inappropriate to call this planet Earth when it is clearly
Ocean.

How inappropriate to call this planet Earth when it is clearly
Ocean.

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.

I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against read more

I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind.

A man's interest in a single bluebird is worth more than a complete but dry list of the fauna and read more

A man's interest in a single bluebird is worth more than a complete but dry list of the fauna and flora of a town.

Man is a complex being; he makes the deserts bloom and lakes die.

Man is a complex being; he makes the deserts bloom and lakes die.

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.

The magnificence of mountains, the serenity of nature - nothing is safe from the idiot marks of man's passing.

The magnificence of mountains, the serenity of nature - nothing is safe from the idiot marks of man's passing.

Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his read more

Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection
of nature. Were the world now as it was the sixth day, there
were yet a chaos. Nature hath made one world, and art another.
In brief, all things are artificial; for nature is the art of
God.