If America wishes to preserve her native birds, we must help supply what civilization has taken from them.
JOHN BURROUGHSTo strong, susceptible characters, the music of nature is not confined to sweet sounds.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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Joy in the universe, and keen curiosity about it all – that has been my religion.
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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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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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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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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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Even in rugged Scotland, nature is scarcely wilder than a mountain sheep, certainly a good way short of the ferity of the moose and caribou.
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When Darwin published his conclusion that man was descended from an apelike ancestor who was again descended from a still lower type.
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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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The lure of the distant and the difficult is deceptive. The great opportunity is where you are.
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Science has done more for the development of western civilization in one hundred years than Christianity did in eighteen hundred years.
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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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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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How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.
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The life of a swarm of bees is like an active and hazardous campaign of an army: the ranks are being continually depleted and continually recruited.
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Our flying squirrel is in no proper sense a flyer. On the ground, he is more helpless than a chipmunk, because less agile. He can only sail or slide down a steep incline from the top of one tree to the foot of another.
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