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Man must go back to nature for information.
Man must go back to nature for information.
On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.
On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.
The coconut trees, lithe and graceful, crowd the beach like a minuet of slender elderly virgins adopting flippant poses.
The coconut trees, lithe and graceful, crowd the beach like a minuet of slender elderly virgins adopting flippant poses.
Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring.
Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring.
Once you have heard the lark, known the swish of feet through hill-top grass and smelt the earth made ready read more
Once you have heard the lark, known the swish of feet through hill-top grass and smelt the earth made ready for the seed, you are never again going to be fully happy about the cities and towns that man carries like a crippling weight upon his back.
Nothing is rich but the inexhaustible wealth of nature. She shows us only surfaces, but she is a million fathoms read more
Nothing is rich but the inexhaustible wealth of nature. She shows us only surfaces, but she is a million fathoms deep.
We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us.
We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us.
The poetry of the earth is never dead.
The poetry of the earth is never dead.
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
