I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against read more

I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind.

Nature has neither kernel nor shell; she is everything at once

Nature has neither kernel nor shell; she is everything at once

In search of my mother's garden, I found my own.

In search of my mother's garden, I found my own.

The search for truth is in one way hard and in another way easy, for it is evident that no read more

The search for truth is in one way hard and in another way easy, for it is evident that no one can master it fully or miss it wholly. But each adds a little to our knowledge of nature, and from all the facts assembled there arises a certain grandeur.

When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.

When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.

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.

Nothing is farther than earth from heaven; nothing is nearer than heaven to earth.

Nothing is farther than earth from heaven; nothing is nearer than heaven to earth.

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing read more

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of read more

How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of oil, growing, working, dying, with hardly a thought of wind, and sky, and fields of grain, seeing only machine-made beauty, the mineral-like quality of life?