Look at that mallard as he floats on the lake; see his elevated head glittering with emerald green, his amber eyes glancing… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
But the moment a bird was dead, no matter how beautiful it had been in life, the pleasure of possession became blunted… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
If only the bird with the loveliest song sang, the forest would be a lonely place. — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
I can scarcely manage to scribble a tolerable English letter. I know that I am not a scholar, but meantime I am… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
The Golden Eagle, which has universally been considered as a bird of most extraordinary powers of flight, is in my estimation little… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
A Mocking Bird regularly resorts to the south angle of a chimney top and salutes us with sweetest notes from the rising… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
But hopes are shy birds flying at a great distance, seldom reached by the best of guns. — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
I never for a day gave up listening to the songs of our birds, or watching their peculiar habits, or delineating them… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
All trembling, I reached the Falls of Niagara, and oh, what a scene! My blood shudders still, although I am not a coward, at… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
From the top of a high rock, I obtained a good few of the most extensive and dreary wilderness I ever beheld. It chilled… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
To repay evils with kindness is the religion I was taught to practise, and this will forever be my rule. — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
Surrounded by all the members of my dear family, enjoying the affection of numerous friends, who have never abandoned me, and possessing a sufficient… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
In America, business is the first object in view at all times, and rightly it should be so. — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
I looked long and carefully at the picture of a stag painted by Landseer - the style was good, and the brush was handled… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
Almost every day, instead of going to school, I made for the fields, where I spent my day. — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
How could I make a little book, when I have seen enough to make a dozen large books? — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
The fact is I am growing old too fast, alas! I feel it, and yet work I will, and may God grant me life… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
My drawings at first were made altogether in watercolors, but they wanted softness and a great deal of finish. — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
July 2. A beautiful day for Labrador. Went ashore and killed nothing, but was pleased with what I saw. The country is so grandly… — John James Audubon Copy Share Image
