Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.

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.

I don't like formal gardens. I like wild nature. It's just the wilderness instinct in me, I guess.

I don't like formal gardens. I like wild nature. It's just the wilderness instinct in me, I guess.

A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.

A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.

The bluebird carries the sky on his back.

The bluebird carries the sky on his back.

To the artist there is never anything ugly in nature.

To the artist there is never anything ugly in nature.

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.

See one promontory (said Socrates of old) one mountain, one sea,
one river, and see all.

See one promontory (said Socrates of old) one mountain, one sea,
one river, and see all.

Nature is never finished.

Nature is never finished.