"Overall, rocks, wood and water, brooded the spirit……" — Thomas Cole
"Overall, rocks, wood and water, brooded the spirit of repose, and the silent energy of nature stirred the soul to its innermost depths."
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16 Quotes by Thomas Cole
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Now nature is not at variance with art, nor art with nature; they being both the servants of his providence.…
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How I have walked... day after day, and all alone, to see if there was not something among the old…
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If the imagination is shackled, and nothing is described but what we see, seldom will anything truly great be produced…
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To walk with nature as a poet is the necessary condition of a perfect artist.
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It was not that the jagged precipices were lofty, that the encircling woods were the dimmest shade, or that the…
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How lovely are the portals of the night, when stars come out to watch the daylight die.
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If I live to be old enough, I may sit down under some bush, the last left in the utilitarian…
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The ills of discrimination are still with us. We have to continue the tenacity and vigilance of the 1960s. Racial…
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The sky is the soul of all scenery. It makes the earth lovely at sunrise and splendid at sunset. In…
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Nothing is invented and brought to perfection all at once.
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None know how often the hand of God is seen in a wilderness but them that rove it for a…
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. . .nature is still predominant, and there are those who regret that with the improvements of cultivation the sublimity…
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It was not that the jagged precipices were lofty, that the encircling woods were the dimmest shade, or that the…
— Thomas Cole
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Ideas come when we do not expect them, and not when we are brooding and searching at our desks. Yet…
— Max Weber
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The poet in prose or verse - the creator - can only stamp his images forcibly on the page in…
— Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton
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My worst mistake has been not grasping that time goes by. It was going by and there I was, set…
— Simone de Beauvoir
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And it came to pass that AC learned how to reverse the direction of entropy. But there was now no…
— Isaac Asimov
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I loved them all the way one loves at any age -- if it's real at all -- obsessively, painfully,…
— May Sarton
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Behind them in the garden the little stone house brooded among the shadows. It was lonely but not forsaken. It…
— Lucy Maud Montgomery
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For my omniscience paid I toll In infinite remorse of soul. All sin was of my sinning, all Atoning mine,…
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
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The town kept its secrets, and the Marsten House brooded over it like a ruined king.
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She brooded and bit her rich lips: my soul began its first sink into her, deep, heady, lost; like drowning…
— Jack Kerouac
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Jesus brooded upon the Divine imminence until at last he could declare, I and my Father are One.
— James Allen
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The poet, whether in prose or verse, the creator, can only stamp his images forcibly on the page, in proportion,…
— Rod Sterling
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