Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.

Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.

External nature is only internal nature writ large.

External nature is only internal nature writ large.

Flowers are the sweetest things that God ever made and forgot to put a soul into

Flowers are the sweetest things that God ever made and forgot to put a soul into

The ignorant man marvels at the exceptional; the wise man marvels at the common; the greatest wonder of all is read more

The ignorant man marvels at the exceptional; the wise man marvels at the common; the greatest wonder of all is the regularity of nature.

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing read more

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

You can't be suspicious of a tree, or accuse a bird or a squirrel of subversion or challenge the ideology read more

You can't be suspicious of a tree, or accuse a bird or a squirrel of subversion or challenge the ideology of a violet.

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. read more

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.

Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate read more

Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate or inanimate existence, leaves its impress upon the soul of man.

If nature were not beautiful, it would not be worth knowing, and if nature were not worth knowing, life would read more

If nature were not beautiful, it would not be worth knowing, and if nature were not worth knowing, life would not be worth living