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.
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What I see in Nature is a magnificent structure that we can comprehend only very imperfectly, and that must fill a thinking person with a feeling of humility. This is a genuinely religious feeling that has nothing to do with mysticism
Each is like a river that leaves behind its name and shape, the whole course of its path, to vanish read more
Each is like a river that leaves behind its name and shape, the whole course of its path, to vanish into the vast sea of God.
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The read more
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain withi its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, read more
All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain withi its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, The after-light upon ice-burdened pines; Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope, A scene beloved of bees; Silence of water above a sunken tree: The pure serene of memory of one man,-- A ripple widening from a single stone Winding around the waters of the world.
A city where everyone seemed to live in a bungalow on a broad avenue lined with palm, pepper or eucalyptus read more
A city where everyone seemed to live in a bungalow on a broad avenue lined with palm, pepper or eucalyptus trees, where there was never any snow.
Joy in looking and comprehending is nature's most beautiful gift.
Joy in looking and comprehending is nature's most beautiful gift.
Nature is an infinite sphere whose center is everywhere and whose circumference is nowhere.
Nature is an infinite sphere whose center is everywhere and whose circumference is nowhere.
I'm very gregarious, but I love being in the hills on my own.
I'm very gregarious, but I love being in the hills on my own.
