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Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
The ordinary corporation is a person for purposes of the adjudicatory processes, whether it represents proprietary, spiritual, aesthetic, or charitable read more
The ordinary corporation is a person for purposes of the adjudicatory processes, whether it represents proprietary, spiritual, aesthetic, or charitable causes.
So it should be as respects valleys, alpine meadows, rivers, lakes, estuaries, beaches, ridges, groves of trees, swampland, or even air that feels the destructive pressures of modern technology and modern life. The river, for example, is the living symbol of all the life it sustains or nourishes - fish, aquatic insects, water ouzels, otter, fisher, deer, elk, bear, and all other animals, including man, who are dependent on it or who enjoy it for its sight, its sound, or its life. The river as plaintiff speaks for the ecological unit of life that is part of it.
Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it.
It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it.
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. read more
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.
We cannot command nature except by obeying her.
We cannot command nature except by obeying her.
Nature abhors annihilation.
[Lat., Ab interitu naturam abhorrere.]
Nature abhors annihilation.
[Lat., Ab interitu naturam abhorrere.]
The poetry of the earth is never dead.
The poetry of the earth is never dead.
