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Nature teaches more than she preaches. There are no sermons in stones. It is easier to get a spark out read more
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.
When a man wantonly destroys one of the works of man we call him a vandal. When he destroys one read more
When a man wantonly destroys one of the works of man we call him a vandal. When he destroys one of the works of God we call him a sportsman.
To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.
To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.
The mind, in proportion as it is cut off from free communication with nature, with revelation, with God, with itself, read more
The mind, in proportion as it is cut off from free communication with nature, with revelation, with God, with itself, loses its life, just as the body droops when debarred from the air and the cheering light from heaven.
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.
The actuality of all of material Nature is therefore kept out of action and that of all corporeality along with read more
The actuality of all of material Nature is therefore kept out of action and that of all corporeality along with it, including the actuality of my body, the body of the cognizing subject.
There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me.
There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me.
The law of nature is the strictest expression of necessity.
The law of nature is the strictest expression of necessity.
That man's best works should be such bungling imitations of Nature's infinite perfection, matters not much; but that he should read more
That man's best works should be such bungling imitations of Nature's infinite perfection, matters not much; but that he should make himself an imitation, this is the fact which Nature moans over, and deprecates beseechingly. Be spontaneous, be truthful, be free, and thus be individuals! is the song she sings through warbling birds, and whispering pines, and roaring waves, and screeching winds.