My motto is never to try to imitate anybody: I have always looked inward and followed the inward voice.
JOHN BURROUGHSI go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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Blessed is the man who has some congenial work, some occupation in which he can put his heart, and which affords a complete outlet to all the forces there are in him.
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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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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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The building of cities and towns, the cutting down of forests, and the draining of pools and swamps have deprived American birds of their original homes and food supply.
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Wisdom cannot come by railroad or automobile or aeroplane, or be hurried up by telegraph or telephone.
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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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Robin is one of the most native and democratic of our birds; he is one of the family, and seems much nearer to us than those rare, exotic visitants, as the orchard starling or rose-breasted grossbeak, with their distant, high-bred ways.
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Some of the animals outsee man, outsmell him, outhear him, outrun him, outswim him, because their lives depend more upon these special powers than his does; but he can outwit them all because he has the resourcefulness of reason and is at home in many different fields.
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The geologist is pretty sure to be an evolutionist.
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Our flying squirrel is in no proper sense a flyer. On the ground, he is more helpless than a chipmunk, because less agile. He can only sail or slide down a steep incline from the top of one tree to the foot of another.
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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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Most birds are very stiff-necked, like the robin, and as they run or hop upon the ground, carry the head as if it were riveted to the body.
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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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He who marvels at the beauty of the world in summer will find equal cause for wonder and admiration in winter.
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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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