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Whether man is disposed to yield to nature or to oppose her, he cannot do without a correct understanding of read more
Whether man is disposed to yield to nature or to oppose her, he cannot do without a correct understanding of her language.
Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.
Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.
For the nature of women is closely allied to art
For the nature of women is closely allied to art
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.
You can live for years next door to a big pine tree, honored to have so venerable a neighbor, even read more
You can live for years next door to a big pine tree, honored to have so venerable a neighbor, even when it sheds needles all over your flowers or wakes you, dropping big cones onto your deck at still of night.
A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.
A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.
No sight is more provocative of awe than is the night sky.
No sight is more provocative of awe than is the night sky.
The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower read more
The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
For myself I hold no preferences among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous. Bricks to all greenhouses! read more
For myself I hold no preferences among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous. Bricks to all greenhouses! Black thumb and cutworm to the potted plant!