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.

Things perfected by nature are better than those finished by art.
[Lat., Meliora sunt ea quae natura quam illa read more

Things perfected by nature are better than those finished by art.
[Lat., Meliora sunt ea quae natura quam illa quae arte perfecta
sunt.]

I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if read more

I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.

External nature is only internal nature writ large.

External nature is only internal nature writ large.

We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.

We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.

There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords.

There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation's braggart lords.

Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.

Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.

The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.

The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.

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.