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For the nature of women is closely allied to art
For the nature of women is closely allied to art
Nature is an endless combination and repetition of a very few laws. She hums the old well-known air through innumerable read more
Nature is an endless combination and repetition of a very few laws. She hums the old well-known air through innumerable variations.
We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.
We do not see nature with our eyes, but with our understandings and our hearts.
Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but read more
Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in the seeming death but at the right time God awakened us, and here we are to comfort you.
Got no check books, got no banks. Still I'd like to express my thanks - I got the sun in read more
Got no check books, got no banks. Still I'd like to express my thanks - I got the sun in the mornin' and the moon at night.
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
Until we end our violence against the earth- a matter ignored by most pacifists, as the issue of military violence read more
Until we end our violence against the earth- a matter ignored by most pacifists, as the issue of military violence is ignored by most conservationists-how can we hope to end our violence against each other? The earth, which we all have in common, is our deepest bond, and our behavior toward it cannot help but be an earnest of our consideration for each other and for our descendants.
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.
Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of read more
Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of stone and space.