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Winter in the country is very white. There is black grit on all the shoulders of the roads and on the big… — Susan Orlean Copy Share Image
We wasters of sorrows! How we stare away into sad endurance beyond them, trying to foresee their end! Whereas they are nothing… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Dear common flower, that grow'st beside the way, Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold, First pledge of blithesome May, Which children… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
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No matter what terror the earth could produce - winds, seas - a person could produce the same, lived with the same,… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
First the stalk — then the roots. First the need — then the means to satisfy that need . First the nucleus… — Robert Collier Copy Share Image
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Human excellence, parted from God, is like a fable flower, which, according to Rabbis, Eve plucked when passing out of paradise--severed from… — Charles Villiers Stanford Copy Share Image
October is nature's funeral month. Nature glories in death more than in life. The month of departure is more beautiful than the… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
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Do not worry too much about your lawn. You will soon find if you haven't already that almost every adult American devotes… — John Green Copy Share Image
Let everything in creation draw you to God. Refresh your mind with some innocent recreation and needful rest, if it were only… — Paul of the Cross Copy Share Image
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We lean on Faith; and some less wise have cried, "Behold the butterfly, the see that's cast!" Vain hopes that fall like… — Richard Watson Gilder Copy Share Image
“The fundamental metaphor of National Socialism as it related to the world around it was the garden, not the wild forest. One… — Derrick Jensen Copy Share Image
Do not wonder that I am so religious. An artist who is not could not produce anything like this. I like praying… — Antonin Dvorak Copy Share Image
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Listen to the sermon preached to you by the flowers, the trees, the shrubs, the sky, and the whole world. Notice how… — Paul of the Cross Copy Share Image
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Meditate, oft. Separate thyself for a season from the cares of the world. Get close to nature and learn from the lowliest… — Edgar Cayce Copy Share Image
“A small patch of sunflowers came into view. Dozens of tall stalks topped with heavy golden flower heads swayed in they hot… — Beth Hoffman Copy Share Image
In winter I like sprawling novels, full of conflict and intrigue, and during the bleakest, coldest days of December I holed up… — Maud Newton Copy Share Image
When you plant seeds in the garden, you don’t dig them up every day to see if they have sprouted yet. You… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
