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Kites rise highest against the wind - not with it.
Kites rise highest against the wind - not with it.
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.
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.
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be read more
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. As long as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know that then there will always be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be. And I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.
Occurrences in this domain are beyond the reach of exact prediction because of the variety of factors in operation, not read more
Occurrences in this domain are beyond the reach of exact prediction because of the variety of factors in operation, not because of any lack of order in nature.
Let us permit nature to have her way. She understands her business better than we do.
Let us permit nature to have her way. She understands her business better than we do.
Our nature is the mind. And the mind is our nature.rn
Our nature is the mind. And the mind is our nature.rn
Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the read more
Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy.
The trouble with weather forecasting is that it's right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often read more
The trouble with weather forecasting is that it's right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often for us to rely on it.