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All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.
All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.
The imagination of nature is far, far greater than the imagination of man.
The imagination of nature is far, far greater than the imagination of man.
Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee,
Whether the summer clothe the general earth
With greenness, read more
Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee,
Whether the summer clothe the general earth
With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing
Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch
Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch
Smokes in the sunthaw; whether the eve-drops fall,
Heard only in the trances of the blast,
Of if the secret ministry of frost
Shall hang them up in silent icicles,
Quietly shining to the quiet moon.
Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of read more
Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation's tears in shoulder blades.
For a successful technology, reality must take precedence over public relations, for Nature cannot be fooled.
For a successful technology, reality must take precedence over public relations, for Nature cannot be fooled.
Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of read more
Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of stone and space.
Fragments came floating into his mind like bits of wood drifting down a stream, and he fished them out and read more
Fragments came floating into his mind like bits of wood drifting down a stream, and he fished them out and fitted them together.
Adopted kids are such a pain - you have to teach them how to look like you.
Adopted kids are such a pain - you have to teach them how to look like you.
Not without art, but yet to Nature true.
Not without art, but yet to Nature true.
