In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through read more

In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones, they seem to move through me.

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious read more

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease.

Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a read more

Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a tree does.

Break open a cherry tree and there are no flowers, but the spring breeze brings forth myriad blossoms.

Break open a cherry tree and there are no flowers, but the spring breeze brings forth myriad blossoms.

How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of read more

How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of oil, growing, working, dying, with hardly a thought of wind, and sky, and fields of grain, seeing only machine-made beauty, the mineral-like quality of life?

I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.

I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.

The coconut trees, lithe and graceful, crowd the beach like a minuet of slender elderly virgins adopting flippant poses.

The coconut trees, lithe and graceful, crowd the beach like a minuet of slender elderly virgins adopting flippant poses.

Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but read more

Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you.

Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a cliff, soaring fire that sways read more

Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a cliff, soaring fire that sways and sings, and children's faces looking up, holding wonder like a cup.