What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for Beauty, and never see the Dawn!

What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for Beauty, and never see the Dawn!

The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.

The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.

It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that read more

It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.

Rainbows apologize for angry skies.

Rainbows apologize for angry skies.

Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.

Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.

I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, read more

I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.

All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.

All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.

Things perfected by nature are better than those finished by art.
[Lat., Meliora sunt ea quae natura quam illa read more

Things perfected by nature are better than those finished by art.
[Lat., Meliora sunt ea quae natura quam illa quae arte perfecta
sunt.]