Secluded waters of some pool or lakelet, are the crown and summit of the floral expeditions of summer.
JOHN BURROUGHSThe 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.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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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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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 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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Wisdom cannot come by railroad or automobile or aeroplane, or be hurried up by telegraph or telephone.
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We talk of communing with Nature, but ’tis with ourselves we commune.
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My motto is never to try to imitate anybody: I have always looked inward and followed the inward voice.
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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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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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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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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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Nothing. The Infinite knows no time, no space, no great, no small, no beginning, no end.
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Writing is reporting what we saw after the vision has left us. It is catching the fish which the tide has left far up on our shores in the low and depressed places.
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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 distribution of plants in a given locality is not more marked and defined than that of the birds. Show a botanist a landscape, and he will tell you where to look for the lady’s-slipper, the columbine, or the harebell.
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