There never was a happier or more devoted husband than the male bluebird. He is the gay champion and escort of the female at all times, and while she is sitting, he feeds her regularly.
JOHN BURROUGHSThe feminine character, the feminine perceptions, intuitions, delicacy, sympathy, quickness, are more responsive to natural forms and influences than is the masculine mind.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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If America wishes to preserve her native birds, we must help supply what civilization has taken from them.
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I have discovered the secret of happiness. It is work.
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As life nears its end with me, I find myself meditating more and more upon the mystery of its nature and origin, yet without the least hope that I can find out the ways of the Eternal in this or in any other world.
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For anything worth having one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love, self-sacrifice – no paper currency, no promises to pay, but the gold of real service.
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No one else looks out upon the world so kindly and charitably as the pedestrian; no one else gives and takes so much from the country he passes through.
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Joy in the universe, and keen curiosity about it all – that has been my religion.
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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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The Kingdom of Heaven is not a place, but a state of mind.
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Living in the city is a discordant thing, an unnatural thing.
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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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Only man seems to be endowed with this faculty; he alone develops disinterested intelligence, intelligence that is not primarily concerned with his own safety and well-being but that looks abroad upon things.
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Women are about the best lovers of nature, after all; at least of nature in her milder and more familiar forms.
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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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He is a reversion to an earlier type, the type of the bard, the skald, the poet-seer.
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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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