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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.
Nature is an infinite sphere whose center is everywhere and whose circumference is nowhere
Nature is an infinite sphere whose center is everywhere and whose circumference is nowhere
It's hard for the modern generation to understand Thoreau, who lived beside a pond but didn't own water skis or read more
It's hard for the modern generation to understand Thoreau, who lived beside a pond but didn't own water skis or a snorkel.
The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.
The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.
Nature is wont to hide herself.
Nature is wont to hide herself.
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. read more
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass - grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.
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.