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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.
Although nature commences with reason and ends in experience it is necessary for us to do the opposite, that is read more
Although nature commences with reason and ends in experience it is necessary for us to do the opposite, that is to commence with experience and from this to proceed to investigate the reason.
For 200 years we've been conquering nature. Now we're beating it to death.
For 200 years we've been conquering nature. Now we're beating it to death.
Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever remains to them?
Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever remains to them?
I love little children too but I don't cut off
their heads and stick them in vases.
http://www.egroups.com/messages/nomow108/1.
I love little children too but I don't cut off
their heads and stick them in vases.
http://www.egroups.com/messages/nomow108/1.
One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off read more
One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today.
The course of Nature seems a course of Death,
And nothingness the whole substantial thing.
The course of Nature seems a course of Death,
And nothingness the whole substantial thing.
I look upon all creatures equally; none are less dear to me and none more dear. But those who worship read more
I look upon all creatures equally; none are less dear to me and none more dear. But those who worship me with love live in me, and I come to life in them.
Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.
Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.