A sap run is the sweet goodbye of winter. It is the fruit of the equal marriage of the sun and frost.
JOHN BURROUGHSHow many thorns of human nature are bristling conceits, buds of promise grown sharp for want of congenial climate.
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The dog is often quick to resent a kick, be it from man or beast, but I have never known him to show anger at the door that slammed to and hit him. Probably, if the door held him by his tail or his limb, it would quickly receive the imprint of his teeth.
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You are always nearer the divine and the true sources of your power than you think.
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How many human aspirations are realized in their free, holiday-lives, and how many suggestions to the poet in their flight and song!
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To strong, susceptible characters, the music of nature is not confined to sweet sounds.
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One may summon his philosophy when they are beaten in battle, not till then.
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The Kingdom of Heaven is not a place, but a state of mind.
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Fear, love, and hunger were the agents that developed the wits of the lower animals, as they were, of course, the prime factors in developing the intelligence of man.
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To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter.
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Emerson was such an important figure in our literary history, and in the moral and religious development of our people, that attention cannot be directed to him too often.
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When Darwin published his conclusion that man was descended from an apelike ancestor who was again descended from a still lower type.
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Wisdom cannot come by railroad or automobile or aeroplane, or be hurried up by telegraph or telephone.
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I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.
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The Nature Lover is not looking for mere facts but for meanings, for something he can translate into terms of his own life.
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It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.
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Summer is more wooing and seductive, more versatile and human, appeals to the affections and the sentiments, and fosters inquiry and the art impulse.
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