The poetry of the earth is never dead.

The poetry of the earth is never dead.

Joy in looking and comprehending is nature's most beautiful gift.

Joy in looking and comprehending is nature's most beautiful gift.

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious read more

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease.

Things perfected by nature are better than those finished by art.
[Lat., Meliora sunt ea quae natura quam illa read more

Things perfected by nature are better than those finished by art.
[Lat., Meliora sunt ea quae natura quam illa quae arte perfecta
sunt.]

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

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

We do not inherit this land from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children.

We do not inherit this land from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children.

The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.

The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.

Nature teaches more than she preaches. There are no sermons in stones. It is easier to get a spark out read more

Nature teaches more than she preaches. There are no sermons in stones. It is easier to get a spark out of a stone than a moral.

As you sit on the hillside, or lie prone under the trees of the forest, or sprawl wet-legged by a read more

As you sit on the hillside, or lie prone under the trees of the forest, or sprawl wet-legged by a mountain stream, the great door, that does not look like a door, opens.