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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A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious read more
A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease.
Every creature is better alive than dead, men and moose and pine trees, and he who understands it aright will read more
Every creature is better alive than dead, men and moose and pine trees, and he who understands it aright will rather preserve its life than destroy it.
Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, read more
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.
The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.
How inappropriate to call this planet Earth when it is clearly
Ocean.
How inappropriate to call this planet Earth when it is clearly
Ocean.
All argument will vanish before one touch of nature.
All argument will vanish before one touch of nature.
Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his read more
Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection
of nature. Were the world now as it was the sixth day, there
were yet a chaos. Nature hath made one world, and art another.
In brief, all things are artificial; for nature is the art of
God.
By reading the scriptures I am so renewed that all nature seems renewed around me and with me. The sky read more
By reading the scriptures I am so renewed that all nature seems renewed around me and with me. The sky seems to be a pure, a cooler blue, the trees a deeper green. The whole world is charged with the glory of God and I feel fire and music under my feet.
