Until we end our violence against the earth- a matter ignored by most pacifists, as the issue of military violence is ignored by most conservationists-how can we hope to end our violence against each other? The earth, which we all have in common, is our deepest bond, and our behavior toward it cannot help but be an earnest of our consideration for each other and for our descendants.
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I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech-tree, or a read more
I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech-tree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.
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.
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.
The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.
The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.
For the nature of women is closely allied to art
For the nature of women is closely allied to art
I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.
I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.
I trust in Nature for the stable laws
Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant
And Autumn read more
I trust in Nature for the stable laws
Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant
And Autumn garner to the end of time.
I trust in God--the right shall be the right
And other than the wrong, while he endures;
I trust in my own soul, that can perceive
The outward and the inward, Nature's good
And God's.
Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
