I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they read more

I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about as far as we do.

Occurrences in this domain are beyond the reach of exact prediction because of the variety of factors in operation, not read more

Occurrences in this domain are beyond the reach of exact prediction because of the variety of factors in operation, not because of any lack of order in nature.

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.

Man is the only animal that can remain on friendly terms with the victims he intends to eat until he read more

Man is the only animal that can remain on friendly terms with the victims he intends to eat until he eats them.

raspberry drupelets cluster around a cavern of emptiness
(paraphrased from her talk on C Span's Book TV).

raspberry drupelets cluster around a cavern of emptiness
(paraphrased from her talk on C Span's Book TV).

Nothing is rich but the inexhaustible wealth of nature. She shows us only surfaces, but she is a million fathoms read more

Nothing is rich but the inexhaustible wealth of nature. She shows us only surfaces, but she is a million fathoms deep.

When chill November's surly blast make fields and forest bare.

When chill November's surly blast make fields and forest bare.

Nature is a collective idea, and, though its essence exist in each individual of the species, can never in its read more

Nature is a collective idea, and, though its essence exist in each individual of the species, can never in its perfection inhabit a single object.

Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his read more

Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they
being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection
of nature. Were the world now as it was the sixth day, there
were yet a chaos. Nature hath made one world, and art another.
In brief, all things are artificial; for nature is the art of
God.