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A part of all nature, neither old nor young, sick nor well, but immortal.

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At the touch of this divine light, the mountains seemed to kindle to a rapt, religious consciousness, and stood hushed like devout worshippers waiting to be blessed.
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Bless Conscious Divine Light Mountain Religion Touch Wait Worship
Nothing truly wild is unclean.
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Hiking Mountain Nature One Liner Trekking Unclean
The world, we are told, was made especially for man – a presumption not supported by all the facts.
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Especially FAction Man Presumption Support Universe World
Going to the woods is going home.
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Home Nature One Liner Peace
As if nothing that does not obviously make for the benefit of man had any right to exist; as if our ways were God’s ways.
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Benefit Exist God Man
Yet how hard most people work for mere dust and ashes and care, taking no thought of growing in knowledge and grace, never having time to get in sight of their own ignorance.
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There is not a fragment in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself.
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Fragment Harmony Nature Relative
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.
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Nature Travel Walk
Spring work is going on with joyful enthusiasm.
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Enthusiasm Joy Nature One Liner Spring Work
Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill.
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Deep Forest Forget Green Naturem Wood
One should go to the woods for safety, if for nothing else.
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Care Healing Nature Peace Safety Self Love Travel
What a psalm the storm was singing, and how fresh the smell of the washed earth and leaves, and how sweet the still small voices of the storm!
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Earth Fresh Leaf Psalm Sing Smell Storm Sweet Voice Wash
Take me into the mountains.
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Hiking Mountain One Liner Peace Travel Trekking
Mountains are our Holy Land, and we ought to saunter through them reverently, not ‘hike’ through them.
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Hiking Land Mountain Travel
In our best times everything turns into religion, all the world seems a church and the mountains altars.
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Church Mountain Nature Religion Time Turn
Go where we will, all the world over, we seem to have been there before.
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