It is worth the while to detect new faculties in man,--he is so much the more divine; and anything that fairly excites… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Women stand related to beautiful nature around us, and the enamoured youth mixes their form with moon and stars, with woods and… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I realized horses have personality when I bought one and I had one, who's now out to pasture, a horse named Drifter.… — Michael Mann Copy Share Image
I am not a smart man, particularly, but one day, at long last, I stumbled from the dark woods of my own,… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
After the bare requisites to living and reproducing, man wants most to leave some record of himself, a proof, perhaps, that he… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
When the blackberries hang swollen in the woods, in the brambles nobody owns, I spend all day among the high branches, reaching… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
The woods are never solitary– they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Too, some of my teachers helped me to navigate those books, showed me the maps and paths and secret decoder rings -… — Lidia Yuknavitch Copy Share Image
The fruition of the year had come and the night should have been fine with a moon in the sky and the… — Sherwood Anderson Copy Share Image
Cooking is just as creative and imaginative an activity as drawing, or wood carving, or music. And cooking draws upon your every… — Julia Child Copy Share Image
As I walked in the woods to see the birds and squirrels, so I walked in the village to see the men… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Never give children a chance of imagining that anything exists in isolation. Make it plain from the very beginning that all living… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button? How… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Life creeps slowly upward… When some forgotten inventor of the older world smote his rival or enemy with a branch of wood… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Men who have lost their conviction of what is good and what is bad find themselves without a sextant to check their… — John Dos Passos Copy Share Image
She was coming. I watched the slight figure grow out of the dusk between the trees, and the darkness in which I… — Mary Johnston Copy Share Image
Nothing is more often misdiagnosed than our homesickness for Heaven. We think that what we want is sex, drugs, alcohol, a new… — Randy Alcorn Copy Share Image
When I adjust materials of different kinds to one another, I have taken a step in advance of mere oil painting, for… — Kurt Schwitters Copy Share Image
“We join spokes together in a wheel, but it is the center hole that makes the wagon move. We shape clay into… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The ash her purple drops forgivingly And sadly, breaking not the general hush; The maple swamps glow like a sunset sea, Each… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as… — John Muir Copy Share Image
There is a special sensation in getting good wood on the ball and driving a double down the left-field line as the… — Rod Carew Copy Share Image
Oh Senor" said the niece. "Your grace should send them to be burned (books), just like all the rest, because it's very… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
In a swamp, as in meditation, you begin to glimpse how elusive, how inherently insubstantial, how fleeting our thoughts are, our identities.… — Barbara Hurd Copy Share Image
Human knowledge is not (or does not follow) a straight line, but a curve, which endlessly approximates a series of circles, a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Sometimes people leave you halfway through the wood. Others may decieve you - you decide what's good. You decide alone, but no… — Stephen Sondheim Copy Share Image
I first of all have a problem with the term 'avant-garde'. Because it is a military term, it means the guard that… — Blixa Bargeld Copy Share Image
Sweep the garden, any size, said the roshi. Sweeping, sweeping alone as the garden grows large or small. Any song sung working… — Olga Broumas Copy Share Image
The wolf said, "You know, my dear, it isn't safe for a little girl to walk through these woods alone." Red Riding… — James Finn Garner Copy Share Image
Kate, perhaps you need to explain to your significant other that he is in no position to give me orders. Last time… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
She what was honour knew, And with obsequious majesty approv'd My pleaded reason. To the nuptial bower I led her blushing like… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Science with its retorts would have put me to sleep; it was the opportunity to be ignorant that I improved. It suggested… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“If I shut my eyes it returns: the evocation of a whole wood, a whole world of wood-darkness and flowers and birds… — H.E. Bates Copy Share Image
You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her. Never underestimate the power of… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Few are altogether deaf to the preaching of pine trees. Their sermons on the mountains go to our hearts; and if people… — John Muir Copy Share Image
I am excessively slothful, and wonderfully industrious-by fits. There are epochs when any kind of mental exercise is torture, and when nothing… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
The poet's, commonly, is not a logger's path, but a woodman's. The logger and pioneer have preceded him, like John the Baptist;… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
A person cannot coast along in old destructive habits year after year and accept whatever comes along. A person must stand up… — Garrison Keillor Copy Share Image
The hounding of a dog pursuing a fox or other animal in the horizon may have first suggested the notes of the… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“Try this." O'Grady smiled. "It's the only thing we drink. It'll warm your insides." "What is it?" Asked the ever cautious Waldo.… — Donald Jeffries Copy Share Image
