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.
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Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.
Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.
It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it.
It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it.
And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the read more
And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?
In nature there are neither rewards nor punishments; there are consequences.
In nature there are neither rewards nor punishments; there are consequences.
Nothing is farther than earth from heaven; nothing is nearer than heaven to earth.
Nothing is farther than earth from heaven; nothing is nearer than heaven to earth.
I love little children too but I don't cut off
their heads and stick them in vases.
http://www.egroups.com/messages/nomow108/1.
I love little children too but I don't cut off
their heads and stick them in vases.
http://www.egroups.com/messages/nomow108/1.
What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn't have any doubt - it is sure to read more
What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn't have any doubt - it is sure to get where it is going, and it doesn't want to go anywhere else.
It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that read more
It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.
Lightning is the shorthand of a storm, and tells of chaos.
Lightning is the shorthand of a storm, and tells of chaos.
