The homing instinct in birds and animals is one of their most remarkable traits: their strong local attachments and their skill in finding their way back when removed to a distance.
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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My life has been a fortunate one; I was born under a lucky star. It seems as if both wind and tide had favoured me.
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There is hardly a man on earth who will take advice unless he is certain that it is positively bad.
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I have thought that a good test of civilization, perhaps one of the best, is country life.
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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 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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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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August is the month of the high-sailing hawks. The hen hawk is the most noticeable. He likes the haze and calm of these long, warm days. He is a bird of leisure and seems always at his ease. How beautiful and majestic are his movements!
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Some men are like nails, very easily drawn; others however are more like rivets never drawn at all.
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Some scenes you juggle two balls, some scenes you juggle three balls, some scenes you can juggle five balls.
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If we take science as our sole guide, if we accept and hold fast that alone which is verifiable, the old theology must go.
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Travel and society polish one, but a rolling stone gathers no moss, and a little moss is a good thing on a man.
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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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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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Without the emotion of the beautiful, the sublime, the mysterious, there is no art, no religion, no literature.
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The beautiful vagabonds, endowed with every grace, masters of all climes, and knowing no bounds.
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