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I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if read more
I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we only will tune in.
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, read more
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against read more
I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind.
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.
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.
Nature uses human imagination to lift her work of creation to even higher levels.
Nature uses human imagination to lift her work of creation to even higher levels.
One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off read more
One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today.
Nature is wont to hide herself.
Nature is wont to hide herself.
We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us.
We still do not know one thousandth of one percent of what nature has revealed to us.