The sky is the soul of all scenery. It makes the earth lovely at sunrise and splendid at sunset. In the one it breathes over the earth a crystal-like ether, in the other a liquid gold. — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
It is the sky that makes the earth so lovely at sunrise, and so splendid at sunset. In the one it breathes over the earth the crystal-like ether, in the other the liquid gold. — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
The sky is the soul of all scenery. It makes the earth lovely at sunrise and splendid at sunset. In the one it breathes… — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
The ills of discrimination are still with us. We have to continue the tenacity and vigilance of the 1960s. Racial understanding is not something… — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they being both the servants of his providence. Art is the perfection… — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
. . .nature is still predominant, and there are those who regret that with the improvements of cultivation the sublimity of the wilderness should… — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
Overall, rocks, wood and water, brooded the spirit of repose, and the silent energy of nature stirred the soul to its innermost depths. — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
And rural nature is full of the same quickening spirit-it is, in fact, the exhaustless mine from which the poet and the painter have… — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
None know how often the hand of God is seen in a wilderness but them that rove it for a man's life. — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
I never succeed in painting scenes, however beautiful, immediately upon returning from them. I must wait for a time to draw a veil over… — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
Amid those scenes of solitude... the mind is cast into the contemplation of eternal things. — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
To walk with nature as a poet is the necessary condition of a perfect artist. — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
“Those scenes of solitude from which the hand of nature have never been lifted, affect the mind with a more deep-toned emotion than aught… — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
It was not that the jagged precipices were lofty, that the encircling woods were the dimmest shade, or that the waters were profoundly deep;… — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
It is the sky that makes the earth so lovely at sunrise, and so splendid at sunset. In the one it breathes over the… — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
If I live to be old enough, I may sit down under some bush, the last left in the utilitarian world, and feel thankful… — Thomas Cole Copy Share Image
