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You can't be suspicious of a tree, or accuse a bird or a squirrel of subversion or challenge the ideology read more
You can't be suspicious of a tree, or accuse a bird or a squirrel of subversion or challenge the ideology of a violet.
[T]reat Nature by the sphere, the cylinder and the cone. . . .
[T]reat Nature by the sphere, the cylinder and the cone. . . .
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.
Reading about nature is fine, but if a person walks in the woods and listens carefully, he can learn more read more
Reading about nature is fine, but if a person walks in the woods and listens carefully, he can learn more than what is in books, for they speak with the voice of God.
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 only will tune in.
The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower read more
The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue read more
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
In the presence of eternity, the mountains are as transient as the clouds.
In the presence of eternity, the mountains are as transient as the clouds.