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What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for Beauty, and never see the Dawn!

Break open a cherry tree and there are no flowers, but the spring breeze brings forth myriad blossoms.

A city where everyone seemed to live in a bungalow on a broad avenue lined with palm, pepper or eucalyptus trees, where there was never any snow.

Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a cliff, soaring fire that sways and sings, and children's faces looking up, holding wonder like a cup.

Once you have heard the lark, known the swish of feet through hill-top grass and smelt the earth made ready for the seed, you are never again going to be fully happy about the cities and towns that man carries like a crippling weight upon his back.

Fragments came floating into his mind like bits of wood drifting down a stream, and he fished them out and fitted them together.

Rainbows apologize for angry skies.

The magnificence of mountains, the serenity of nature - nothing is safe from the idiot marks of man's passing.

A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.

A life in harmony with nature, the love of truth and virtue, will purge the eyes to understanding her text.

I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we only will tune in.

Man must go back to nature for information.

Whether man is disposed to yield to nature or to oppose her, he cannot do without a correct understanding of her language.

Nature is an infinite sphere whose center is everywhere and whose circumference is nowhere.

Nature encourages no looseness, pardons no errors.

I love little children too but I don't cut off their heads and stick them in vases. http://www.egroups.com/messages/nomow108/1.

Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.

When chill November's surly blast make fields and forest bare.

I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind.

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.