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.

Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but read more

Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you.

Nature has given man one tongue, but two ears, that we may hear twice as much as we speak

Nature has given man one tongue, but two ears, that we may hear twice as much as we speak

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the read more

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.

Not without art, but yet to Nature true.

Not without art, but yet to Nature true.

Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a read more

Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a tree does.

It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.

It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.

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.

Sentimentality about nature denatures everything it touches.

Sentimentality about nature denatures everything it touches.