I seldom go into a natural history museum without feeling as if I were attending a funeral.
JOHN BURROUGHSFather knew me not. All my aspirations in life were a sealed book to him, as much as his peculiar religious experiences were to me.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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Naturalists, like poets, are born and then made only by years of painstaking observation.
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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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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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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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The birth of a baby and the blooming of a flower are natural events, but the laboratory methods forever fail to give us the key to the secret of either.
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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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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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The lure of the distant and the difficult is deceptive. The great opportunity is where you are.
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The smallest deed is better than the greatest intention.
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The naturist must see all things in the light of his experiences in this world.
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The city, a place to which one goes to do business, is a place where men overreach each other in the fight for money. But it is not a place in which one can live.
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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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The Kingdom of Heaven is not a place, but a state of mind.
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How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.
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Life is a struggle, but not a warfare.
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