I seldom go into a natural history museum without feeling as if I were attending a funeral.
JOHN BURROUGHSWe are really here to be happy and to make others happy.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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To many forms of life of our northern lands, winter means a long sleep; to others, it means what it means to many fortunate human beings – travels in warm climes.
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To still others, who again have their human prototypes, it means a struggle, more or less fierce, to keep soul and body together; while to many insect forms, it means death.
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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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A man can get discouraged many times but he is not a failure until he begins to blame somebody else and stops trying.
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We talk of communing with Nature, but ’tis with ourselves we commune.
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Life is a struggle, but not a warfare.
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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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To learn something new, take the path that you took yesterday.
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To strong, susceptible characters, the music of nature is not confined to sweet sounds.
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As life nears its end with me, I find myself meditating more and more upon the mystery of its nature and origin, yet without the least hope that I can find out the ways of the Eternal in this or in any other world.
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I crave and seek a natural explanation of all phenomena upon this earth, but the word ‘natural’ to me implies more than mere chemistry and physics.
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There never was a happier or more devoted husband than the male bluebird. He is the gay champion and escort of the female at all times, and while she is sitting, he feeds her regularly.
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Emerson’s fame as a writer and thinker was firmly established during his lifetime by the books he gave to the world.
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The art of the bird is to conceal its nest both as to position and as to material, but now and then it is betrayed into weaving into its structure showy and bizarre bits of this or that, which give its secret away and which seem to violate all the traditions of its kind.
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Leap, and the net will appear.
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