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.
JOHN BURROUGHSAll birds are incipient or would-be songsters in the spring. I find corroborative evidence of this even in the crowing of the cock.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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You are always nearer the divine and the true sources of your power than you think.
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If we take science as our sole guide, if we accept and hold fast that alone which is verifiable, the old theology must go.
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Writing is reporting what we saw after the vision has left us. It is catching the fish which the tide has left far up on our shores in the low and depressed places.
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A sap run is the sweet goodbye of winter. It is the fruit of the equal marriage of the sun and frost.
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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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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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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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It seems to me that evolution adds greatly to the wonder of life because it takes it out of the realm of the arbitrary, the exceptional, and links it to the sequence of natural causation.
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A somebody was once a nobody who wanted to and did.
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I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think.
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To learn something new, take the path that you took yesterday.
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It is always easier to believe than to deny. Our minds are naturally affirmative.
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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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How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.
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