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.
JOHN BURROUGHSHow many thorns of human nature are bristling conceits, buds of promise grown sharp for want of congenial climate.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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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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The lure of the distant and the difficult is deceptive. The great opportunity is where you are.
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Some men are like nails, very easily drawn; others however are more like rivets never drawn at all.
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You are always nearer the divine and the true sources of your power than you think.
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The love of nature is a different thing from the love of science, though the two may go together.
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If one gains an interest in the history of the earth, he is quite sure to gain an interest in the history of the life on the earth. If the former illustrates the theory of development, so must the latter.
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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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A somebody was once a nobody who wanted to and did.
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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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It seems at times as if they possessed some extra sense – the home sense – which operates unerringly.
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Man has climbed up from some lower animal form, but he has, as it were, pulled the ladder up after him.
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I have thought that a good test of civilization, perhaps one of the best, is country life.
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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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Without the emotion of the beautiful, the sublime, the mysterious, there is no art, no religion, no literature.
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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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