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Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of read more
Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of stone and space.
Man is a blind, witless, low brow, anthropocentric clod who inflicts lesions upon the earth.
Man is a blind, witless, low brow, anthropocentric clod who inflicts lesions upon the earth.
Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth.
Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth.
Everything is the product of one universal creative effort. There is nothing dead in Nature.
Everything is the product of one universal creative effort. There is nothing dead in Nature.
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... 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 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.
The magnificence of mountains, the serenity of nature - nothing is safe from the idiot marks of man's passing.
The magnificence of mountains, the serenity of nature - nothing is safe from the idiot marks of man's passing.
The mind, in proportion as it is cut off from free communication with nature, with revelation, with God, with itself, read more
The mind, in proportion as it is cut off from free communication with nature, with revelation, with God, with itself, loses its life, just as the body droops when debarred from the air and the cheering light from heaven.