There's not a plant or flower below but makes Thy glories known, And clouds arise, and tempests blow by order from Thy… — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
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“Second: the discipline to nurture these gifts to maturity, for though humanity’s topsoil is fertile with talent, only one seed in ten… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Briars and thistles wither not so soon as lilies and roses. They may be taken out of the world, of whom the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house near the white-wash'd palings, Stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves of rich green, with… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
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If you were a blade of grass or a tiny flower I will pitch my tent in your shadow. Only your presence… — Rumi Copy Share Image
A day so happy. Fog lifted early. I worked in the garden. Hummingbirds were stopping over honeysuckle flowers. There was no thing… — Czeslaw Milosz Copy Share Image
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So behave that the odor of your actions may enhance the general sweetness of the atmosphere, that when we behold or scent… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
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There is a difference between our wisdom and nature's simplicity. That reflects the burden of a complex intelligence. A complex intelligence like… — Alison Hawthorne Deming Copy Share Image
O months of blossoming, months of transfigurations, May without cloud and June stabbed to the heart, I shall not ever forget the… — Louis Aragon Copy Share Image
Everything that's realistic has some sort of ugliness in it. Even a flower is ugly when it wilts, a bird when it… — Sharon Tate Copy Share Image
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Everything speaks: the flowing airstream and the sailing halycon, the blade of grass, the flower, the bud, the element; did you imagine… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Each of us is as intimately attached to the soil of this beautiful country as are the famous jacaranda trees of Pretoria… — Nelson Mandela Copy Share Image
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The sun, a red wheel, was sinking slowly in the west. Besides being spectacularly beautiful, the early-summer sunset was exceedingly soft and… — Mo Yan Copy Share Image
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You work here [on the farm] simply without philosophizing; sometimes the work is hard and crowded with pettiness. But at times you… — A. D. Gordon Copy Share Image
After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth...The maple tree in front of the… — Elizabeth George Speare Copy Share Image
“Blue water extends in rows of gentle ripples to a thin line of barely visible cottonwoods on the far side. The wind… — Kristen Iversen Copy Share Image
The sap of Spring in the young wood a-stir Will celebrate with green the Mother, And every song-bird shout awhile for her;… — Robert Graves Copy Share Image
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O, the mulberry-tree is of trees the queen! Bare long after the rest are green; But as the time steals onwards, while… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Look at the bark of a redwood, and you see moss. If you peer beneath the bits and pieces of the moss,… — Sylvia Earle Copy Share Image
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