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.
JOHN BURROUGHSA sap run is the sweet goodbye of winter. It is the fruit of the equal marriage of the sun and frost.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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Life is a struggle, but not a warfare.
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The Infinite cannot be measured. The plan of Nature is so immense, but she has no plan, no scheme, but to go on and on forever. What is size, what is time, distance, to the Infinite?
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We talk of communing with Nature, but ’tis with ourselves we commune.
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To treat your facts with imagination is one thing, to imagine your facts is another.
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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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No one else looks out upon the world so kindly and charitably as the pedestrian; no one else gives and takes so much from the country he passes through.
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To me, nothing else about a tree is so remarkable as the extreme delicacy of the mechanism by which it grows and lives.
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The beautiful vagabonds, endowed with every grace, masters of all climes, and knowing no bounds.
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Women are about the best lovers of nature, after all; at least of nature in her milder and more familiar forms.
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One reason, doubtless, why squirrels are so bold and reckless in leaping through the trees is that, if they miss their hold and fall, they sustain no injury.
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When a herd of cattle see a strange object, they are not satisfied till each one has sniffed it; and the horse is cured of his fright at the robe, or the meal-bag, or other object, as soon as he can be induced to smell it.
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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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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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Why, we have invented the whole machinery of the supernatural, with its unseen spirits and powers, good and bad, to account for things, because we found the universal everyday nature too cheap, too common, too vulgar.
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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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