What is art? Nature concentrated.

What is art? Nature concentrated.

Nature too unkind;
That made no medicine for a troubled mind!

Nature too unkind;
That made no medicine for a troubled mind!

Nature is full of infinite causes that have never occurred in experience.

Nature is full of infinite causes that have never occurred in experience.

It occurred to me that if this were a sight that could be seen only once in a century, this read more

It occurred to me that if this were a sight that could be seen only once in a century, this little headland would be thronged with spectators.

All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain withi its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, read more

All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain withi its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, The after-light upon ice-burdened pines; Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope, A scene beloved of bees; Silence of water above a sunken tree: The pure serene of memory of one man,-- A ripple widening from a single stone Winding around the waters of the world.

All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.

All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.

The search for truth is in one way hard and in another way easy, for it is evident that no read more

The search for truth is in one way hard and in another way easy, for it is evident that no one can master it fully or miss it wholly. But each adds a little to our knowledge of nature, and from all the facts assembled there arises a certain grandeur.

Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term art, I should call it "the Reproduction of what the read more

Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term art, I should call it "the Reproduction of what the senses perceive in nature through the veil of the mist

Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.

Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.