Emerson’s fame as a writer and thinker was firmly established during his lifetime by the books he gave to the world.
JOHN BURROUGHSA somebody was once a nobody who wanted to and did.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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Nothing. The Infinite knows no time, no space, no great, no small, no beginning, no end.
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Not 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.
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The Kingdom of Heaven is not a place, but a state of mind.
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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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Sometimes I am worried by the thought of the effect that life in the city will have on coming generations.
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As with other phases of nature, I have probably loved the rocks more than I have studied them.
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August is the month of the high-sailing hawks. The hen hawk is the most noticeable. He likes the haze and calm of these long, warm days. He is a bird of leisure and seems always at his ease. How beautiful and majestic are his movements!
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The feminine character, the feminine perceptions, intuitions, delicacy, sympathy, quickness, are more responsive to natural forms and influences than is the masculine mind.
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Emerson stands apart from the other poets and essayists of New England, and of English literature generally, as of another order.
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The pond-lily is a star and easily takes the first place among lilies; and the expeditions to her haunts, and the gathering her where she rocks upon the dark.
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For anything worth having one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love, self-sacrifice – no paper currency, no promises to pay, but the gold of real service.
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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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The common bees will never use their sting upon the queen; if she is to be disposed of, they starve her to death, and the queen herself will sting nothing but royalty, nothing but a rival queen.
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Whitman will always be a strange and unwonted figure among his country’s poets, and among English poets generally: a cropping out again, after so many centuries, of the old bardic prophetic strain.
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To learn something new, take the path that you took yesterday.
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