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Each is like a river that leaves behind its name and shape, the whole course of its path, to vanish read more
Each is like a river that leaves behind its name and shape, the whole course of its path, to vanish into the vast sea of God.
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.
To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.
To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.
For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the read more
For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity.
For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if read more
For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.
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.
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.
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where read more
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes. By the deep sea, and music in its roars; I love not man the less, but nature more.
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.