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.
JOHN BURROUGHSEmerson’s fame as a writer and thinker was firmly established during his lifetime by the books he gave to the world.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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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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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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The dog is often quick to resent a kick, be it from man or beast, but I have never known him to show anger at the door that slammed to and hit him. Probably, if the door held him by his tail or his limb, it would quickly receive the imprint of his teeth.
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The human body is a steed that goes freest and longest under a light rider, and the lightest of all riders is a cheerful heart.
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Birds and animals probably think without knowing that they think; that is, they have not self-consciousness.
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The life of a swarm of bees is like an active and hazardous campaign of an army: the ranks are being continually depleted and continually recruited.
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The trunk of a tree is like a community where only one generation at a time is engaged in active business, the great mass of the population being retired and adding solidity and permanence to the social organism.
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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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Not so the oven-bird, or the other birds that walk, as the cow-bunting, or the quail, or the crow. They move the head forward with the movement of the feet.
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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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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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The key is always to speak in your own voice. Speak the truth. That’s Acting 101. Then you start putting layers on top of that.
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Whitman will always be a strange and unwonted figure among his country’s poets, and among English poets generally: a cropping out again, after so many centuries, of the old bardic prophetic strain.
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The beautiful vagabonds, endowed with every grace, masters of all climes, and knowing no bounds.
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If you think you can do it, you can.
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