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Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring.
Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring.
How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of read more
How long can men thrive between walls of brick, walking on asphalt pavements, breathing the fumes of coal and of oil, growing, working, dying, with hardly a thought of wind, and sky, and fields of grain, seeing only machine-made beauty, the mineral-like quality of life?
I don't like formal gardens. I like wild nature. It's just the wilderness instinct in me, I guess.
I don't like formal gardens. I like wild nature. It's just the wilderness instinct in me, I guess.
Joy in looking and comprehending is nature's most beautiful gift.
Joy in looking and comprehending is nature's most beautiful gift.
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.
Married love between man and woman is bigger than oaths guarded by right of nature.
Married love between man and woman is bigger than oaths guarded by right of nature.
Occurrences in this domain are beyond the reach of exact prediction because of the variety of factors in operation, not read more
Occurrences in this domain are beyond the reach of exact prediction because of the variety of factors in operation, not because of any lack of order in nature.
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.]
No sight is more provocative of awe than is the night sky.
No sight is more provocative of awe than is the night sky.
