I went to the Lake District to see what kind of a country it could be that would produce a Wordsworth.
JOHN BURROUGHSThe 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.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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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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He is a reversion to an earlier type, the type of the bard, the skald, the poet-seer.
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There is something very human in this apparent mirth and mockery of the squirrels. It seems to be a sort of ironical laughter, and implies self-conscious pride and exultation in the laughter.
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In winter, the stars seem to have rekindled their fires, the moon achieves a fuller triumph, and the heavens wear a look of a more exalted simplicity.
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Summer is more wooing and seductive, more versatile and human, appeals to the affections and the sentiments, and fosters inquiry and the art impulse.
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We are beginning to see that money, after all, is not the main thing. The real values cannot be bought and sold.
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The beautiful vagabonds, endowed with every grace, masters of all climes, and knowing no bounds.
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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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Fear, love, and hunger were the agents that developed the wits of the lower animals, as they were, of course, the prime factors in developing the intelligence of man.
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We now use the word ‘nature’ very much as our fathers used the word ‘God.’
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The very idea of a bird is a symbol and a suggestion to the poet. A bird seems to be at the top of the scale, so vehement and intense is his life, large-brained, large-lunged, hot, ecstatic, his frame charged with buoyancy and his heart with song.
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Living in the city is a discordant thing, an unnatural thing.
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Father knew me not. All my aspirations in life were a sealed book to him, as much as his peculiar religious experiences were to me.
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Man takes root at his feet, and at best, he is no more than a potted plant in his house or carriage till he has established communication with the soil by the loving and magnetic touch of his soles to it.
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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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To strong, susceptible characters, the music of nature is not confined to sweet sounds.
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The spirit of man can endure only so much and when it is broken only a miracle can mend it.
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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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All birds are incipient or would-be songsters in the spring. I find corroborative evidence of this even in the crowing of the cock.
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I seldom go into a natural history museum without feeling as if I were attending a funeral.
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Unadulterated, unsweetened observations are what the real nature-lover craves. No man can invent incidents and traits as interesting as the reality.
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We are really here to be happy and to make others happy.
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The naturist must see all things in the light of his experiences in this world.
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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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The red squirrel is more common and less dignified than the gray, and oftener guilty of petty larceny about the barns and grain-fields.
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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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