Without the emotion of the beautiful, the sublime, the mysterious, there is no art, no religion, no literature.
JOHN BURROUGHSThe 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.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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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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To me, nothing else about a tree is so remarkable as the extreme delicacy of the mechanism by which it grows and lives.
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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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In October, a maple tree before your window lights up your room like a great lamp. Even on cloudy days, its presence helps to dispel the gloom.
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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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I am for 100 per cent Americanism, 100 per cent efficiency, and 100 per cent life. I expect to live to be 100 years old.
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Every species of tree-squirrel seems to be capable of a sort of rudimentary flying, at least of making itself into a parachute, so as to ease or break a fall or a leap from a great height.
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Nothing. The Infinite knows no time, no space, no great, no small, no beginning, no end.
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On the same principles, the ornithologist will direct you where to look for the greenlets, the wood-sparrow, or the chewink.
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Why, we have invented the whole machinery of the supernatural, with its unseen spirits and powers, good and bad, to account for things, because we found the universal everyday nature too cheap, too common, too vulgar.
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How many human aspirations are realized in their free, holiday-lives, and how many suggestions to the poet in their flight and song!
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I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think.
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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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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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The city, a place to which one goes to do business, is a place where men overreach each other in the fight for money. But it is not a place in which one can live.
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