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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.
The actuality of all of material Nature is therefore kept out of action and that of all corporeality along with read more
The actuality of all of material Nature is therefore kept out of action and that of all corporeality along with it, including the actuality of my body, the body of the cognizing subject.
If nature were not beautiful, it would not be worth knowing, and if nature were not worth knowing, life would read more
If nature were not beautiful, it would not be worth knowing, and if nature were not worth knowing, life would not be worth living
Adopted kids are such a pain - you have to teach them how to look like you.
Adopted kids are such a pain - you have to teach them how to look like you.
Once you have heard the lark, known the swish of feet through hill-top grass and smelt the earth made ready read more
Once you have heard the lark, known the swish of feet through hill-top grass and smelt the earth made ready for the seed, you are never again going to be fully happy about the cities and towns that man carries like a crippling weight upon his back.
External nature is only internal nature writ large.
External nature is only internal nature writ large.
Nature, like man, sometimes weeps from gladness.
Nature, like man, sometimes weeps from gladness.
Nature does not complete things. She is chaotic. Man must finish, and he does so by making a garden and read more
Nature does not complete things. She is chaotic. Man must finish, and he does so by making a garden and building a wall.
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