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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.
As you sit on the hillside, or lie prone under the trees of the forest, or sprawl wet-legged by a read more
As you sit on the hillside, or lie prone under the trees of the forest, or sprawl wet-legged by a mountain stream, the great door, that does not look like a door, opens.
Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his read more
Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection
of nature. Were the world now as it was the sixth day, there
were yet a chaos. Nature hath made one world, and art another.
In brief, all things are artificial; for nature is the art of
God.
I'm not an environmentalist. I'm an Earth warrior.
I'm not an environmentalist. I'm an Earth warrior.
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?
See one promontory, one mountain, one sea, one river and see all.
See one promontory, one mountain, one sea, one river and see all.
There are no grotesques in nature; not anything framed to fill up
empty cantons, and unnecessary spaces.
There are no grotesques in nature; not anything framed to fill up
empty cantons, and unnecessary spaces.
Rich with the spoils of nature.
Rich with the spoils of nature.
I am sure it is a great mistake always to know enough to go in when it rains. One may read more
I am sure it is a great mistake always to know enough to go in when it rains. One may keep snug and dry by such knowledge, but one misses a world of loveliness.