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You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; read more
You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin, and even vagueness - ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things.
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.
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.
That man's best works should be such bungling imitations of Nature's infinite perfection, matters not much; but that he should read more
That man's best works should be such bungling imitations of Nature's infinite perfection, matters not much; but that he should make himself an imitation, this is the fact which Nature moans over, and deprecates beseechingly. Be spontaneous, be truthful, be free, and thus be individuals! is the song she sings through warbling birds, and whispering pines, and roaring waves, and screeching winds.
Use what talent you possess-the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best.
Use what talent you possess-the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best.
If there's a power above us, (and that there is all nature cries
aloud
Through all her works) read more
If there's a power above us, (and that there is all nature cries
aloud
Through all her works) he must delight in virtue.
There are many paths to the top of the mountain, but only one view.
There are many paths to the top of the mountain, but only one view.
For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the read more
For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity.
And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the read more
And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?