The Infinite cannot be measured. The plan of Nature is so immense, but she has no plan, no scheme, but to go on and on forever. What is size, what is time, distance, to the Infinite?
JOHN BURROUGHSHow many human aspirations are realized in their free, holiday-lives, and how many suggestions to the poet in their flight and song!
More John Burroughs Quotes
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It is always easier to believe than to deny. Our minds are naturally affirmative.
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He who marvels at the beauty of the world in summer will find equal cause for wonder and admiration in winter.
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Nothing. The Infinite knows no time, no space, no great, no small, no beginning, no end.
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He is a reversion to an earlier type, the type of the bard, the skald, the poet-seer.
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Man has climbed up from some lower animal form, but he has, as it were, pulled the ladder up after him.
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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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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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You are always nearer the divine and the true sources of your power than you think.
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Unadulterated, unsweetened observations are what the real nature-lover craves. No man can invent incidents and traits as interesting as the reality.
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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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Fear, love, and hunger were the agents that developed the wits of the lower animals, as they were, of course, the prime factors in developing the intelligence of man.
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How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.
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To many forms of life of our northern lands, winter means a long sleep; to others, it means what it means to many fortunate human beings – travels in warm climes.
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A man can fail many times, but he isn’t a failure until he begins to blame somebody else.
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The love of nature is a different thing from the love of science, though the two may go together.
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