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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 building of cities and towns, the cutting down of forests, and the draining of pools and swamps have deprived American birds of their original homes and food supply.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Bird City Country Drain Food Forest Home Pool Supply
The art of the bird is to conceal its nest both as to position and as to material, but now and then it is betrayed into weaving into its structure showy and bizarre bits of this or that, which give its secret away and which seem to violate all the traditions of its kind.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Art Betray Bird Conceal Kind Material Position Secret Tradition Violation Weave
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.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Bird Bunt Cow Feet Forward Movement Oven Quall Walk
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.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Cloud Dispel Great Help Lamp Light Maple October Room Window
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.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Carriage Communication Establish Feel House Love Magnetic Man More Plant Potted Soil Sole Take Root Touch
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.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Country Efficiency Hundred Life Old Person Year
The lure of the distant and the difficult is deceptive. The great opportunity is where you are.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Deceptive Difficult Distant Great Lure Opportunity
We now use the word ‘nature’ very much as our fathers used the word ‘God.’
JOHN BURROUGHS

Father God Must Nature Now Our Use Word
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Each Find Short Still Think Through Too
How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Beautiful Color Day Grow How Last Leave Light Old
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.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Architect Crisp Crystal Fire Flake Frost Full Life Sunbean
It is always easier to believe than to deny. Our minds are naturally affirmative.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Affirmative Always Believe Deny Easier Mind Nature
Naturalists, like poets, are born and then made only by years of painstaking observation.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Born Made Naturalist Observation Pain Poet Stack Year
He is a reversion to an earlier type, the type of the bard, the skald, the poet-seer.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Brad Earlier People Poet Reversion Salad Seer Type
I have suffered no great losses, or defeats, or illness, or accidents, and have undergone no great struggles or privations; I have had no grouch. I have not wanted the earth.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Accident Defeat Earth Great Grouch Illness Loss Privation Struggle Suffer Undergone Want
The secret of happiness is something to do.
JOHN BURROUGHS

Do Happiness Secret Something

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