I seldom go into a natural history museum without feeling as if I were attending a funeral.
JOHN BURROUGHSI have discovered the secret of happiness. It is work.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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We now use the word ‘nature’ very much as our fathers used the word ‘God.’
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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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One may summon his philosophy when they are beaten in battle, not till then.
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Life is a struggle, but not a warfare.
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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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I crave and seek a natural explanation of all phenomena upon this earth, but the word ‘natural’ to me implies more than mere chemistry and physics.
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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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A man can get discouraged many times but he is not a failure until he begins to blame somebody else and stops trying.
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More than any other poet, Whitman is what we make him; more than any other poet, his greatest value is in what he suggests and implies rather than in what he portrays, and more than any other poet must he wait to be understood by the growth of the taste of himself.
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Leap, and the net will appear.
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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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Living in the city is a discordant thing, an unnatural thing.
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England is not a country of granite and marble, but of chalk, marl, and clay.
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Nothing. The Infinite knows no time, no space, no great, no small, no beginning, no end.
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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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