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Shuddering under the autumn stars, each year, the head sinks lower and lower.
Shuddering under the autumn stars, each year, the head sinks lower and lower.
If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.
If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.
He who does not become familiar with nature through love will never know her.
He who does not become familiar with nature through love will never know her.
Nature, like man, sometimes weeps from gladness.
Nature, like man, sometimes weeps from gladness.
Plants are the young of the world, vessels of health and vigor; but they grope ever upward towards consciousness; the read more
Plants are the young of the world, vessels of health and vigor; but they grope ever upward towards consciousness; the trees are imperfect men, and seem to bemoan their imprisonment, rooted in the ground.
Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.
Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.
Take care in your minutes, and the hours will take care of themselves.
Take care in your minutes, and the hours will take care of themselves.
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.
I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full read more
I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips.