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How strange that Nature does not knock, and yet does not
intrude!
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I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out
till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.
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What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for Beauty, and
never see the Dawn!
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In wilderness I sense the miracle of life, and behind it our
scientific accomplishments fade to trivia.
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The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and
dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had
nothing else in the universe to do.
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The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and
dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had
nothing else in the universe to do.
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I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work
of the stars.
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Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in
and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and
soul.
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Some keep the Sabbath going to Church, I keep it staying at
Home - With a bobolink for a Chorister, And an Orchard, for a
Dome.
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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.
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Great things are done when men and mountains meet. This is
not done by jostling in the street.
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To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more
welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug.
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To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more
welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug.
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Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not
partly leaves and vegetable mould myself.
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One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
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Fieldes have eies and woods have eares.
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My heart that was rapt away by the wild cherry blossoms -
will it return to my body when they scatter?
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What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and wildness?
Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet, Long live
the weeds and the wildness yet.
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Some people worry that artificial intelligence will make us
feel inferior, but then, anybody in his right mind should have an
inferiority complex every time he looks at a flower.
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I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my
senses put in order.
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Any man that walks the mead In bud, or blade, or bloom, may
find A meaning suited to his mind.
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Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun,
and kissed the lovely grass.
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How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her
inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew!
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Nature cannot be tricked or cheated. She will give up to you
the object of your struggles only after you have paid her price.
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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.
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Truly it may be said that the outside of a mountain is good
for the inside of a man.
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And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues
in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good
in everything.
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Nature is the art of God.
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I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting
station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will
only tune in.
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A lawn is nature under totalitarian rule.
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Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet
and the winds long to play with your hair.
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A sensitive plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed
it with silver dew, And it opened its fan-like leaves to the
light, and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
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Look deep into nature, and then you will understand
everything better.
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The woods were made for the hunters of dreams, The brooks
for the fishers of song; To the hunters who hunt for the gunless
game The streams and the woods belong.
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Nature reserves the right to inflict upon her children the
most terrifying jests.
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And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues
in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good
in everything.
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Let us permit nature to have her way. She understands her
business better than we do.
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Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to
lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view
of its plain.
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One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of
moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can.
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To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is
the most perfect refreshment.
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Nature teaches more than she preaches. There are no sermons
in stones. It is easier to get a spark out of a stone than a
moral.
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