Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.

Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.

All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain withi its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, read more

All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain withi its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, The after-light upon ice-burdened pines; Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope, A scene beloved of bees; Silence of water above a sunken tree: The pure serene of memory of one man,-- A ripple widening from a single stone Winding around the waters of the world.

I am a part of all you see
In Nature: part of all you feel:
I am read more

I am a part of all you see
In Nature: part of all you feel:
I am the impact of the bee
Upon the blossom; in the tree
I am the sap--that shall reveal
The leaf, the bloom--that flows and flutes
Up from the darkness through its roots.

Mistakes are almost always of a sacred nature. Never try to correct them. On the contrary: rationalize them, understand them read more

Mistakes are almost always of a sacred nature. Never try to correct them. On the contrary: rationalize them, understand them thoroughly. After that, it will be possible for you to sublimate them.

Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.

Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.

The ignorant man marvels at the exceptional; the wise man marvels at the common; the greatest wonder of all is read more

The ignorant man marvels at the exceptional; the wise man marvels at the common; the greatest wonder of all is the regularity of nature.

We do not inherit this land from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children.

We do not inherit this land from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children.

The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.

The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.

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.