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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.
Nature has neither kernel nor shell; she is everything at once
Nature has neither kernel nor shell; she is everything at once
Will urban sprawl spread so far that most people lose all touch with nature? Will the day come when the read more
Will urban sprawl spread so far that most people lose all touch with nature? Will the day come when the only bird a typical American child ever sees is a canary in a pet shop window? When the only wild animal he knows is a rat - glimpsed on a night drive through some city slum? When the only tree he touches is the cleverly fabricated plastic evergreen that shades his gifts on Christmas morning?
If nature were not beautiful, it would not be worth knowing, and if nature were not worth knowing, life would read more
If nature were not beautiful, it would not be worth knowing, and if nature were not worth knowing, life would not be worth living
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, read more
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
Dreams come true; without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them.
Dreams come true; without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them.
Nature... She pardons no mistakes. Her yea is yea, and her nay, nay.
Nature... She pardons no mistakes. Her yea is yea, and her nay, nay.
The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.
The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.
Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but read more
Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you.