I have thought that a good test of civilization, perhaps one of the best, is country life.
JOHN BURROUGHSNot so the oven-bird, or the other birds that walk, as the cow-bunting, or the quail, or the crow. They move the head forward with the movement of the feet.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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Man takes root at his feet, and at best, he is no more than a potted plant in his house or carriage till he has established communication with the soil by the loving and magnetic touch of his soles to it.
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The moment I have something to do, the draughts are open and my chimney draws, and I am happy.
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Nature teaches more than she preaches.
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There is a great deal of speculation in the eye of an animal, but very little science.
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Nothing. The Infinite knows no time, no space, no great, no small, no beginning, no end.
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The city, a place to which one goes to do business, is a place where men overreach each other in the fight for money. But it is not a place in which one can live.
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I seldom go into a natural history museum without feeling as if I were attending a funeral.
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My motto is never to try to imitate anybody: I have always looked inward and followed the inward voice.
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Nearly every season, I make the acquaintance of one or more new flowers. It takes years to exhaust the botanical treasures of any one considerable neighborhood, unless one makes a dead set at it, like an herbalist.
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My life has been a fortunate one; I was born under a lucky star. It seems as if both wind and tide had favoured me.
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Travel and society polish one, but a rolling stone gathers no moss, and a little moss is a good thing on a man.
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I find that something one gets from Emerson in early life does not leave him when he grows old.
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England is like the margin of a spring-run: near its source, always green, always cool, always moist, comparatively free from frost in winter and from drought in summer.
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Even in rugged Scotland, nature is scarcely wilder than a mountain sheep, certainly a good way short of the ferity of the moose and caribou.
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Without the emotion of the beautiful, the sublime, the mysterious, there is no art, no religion, no literature.
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