” Here calm is so deep, grasses cease to waving…Wonderful how completely everything in wild nature fits into us as if truly part and parent of us. The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing. The trees wave and the flowers bloom in our bodies as well our souls, and every bird song, wind song, and tremendous storm song of the rocks in the heart of the mountains is our song, our very own, and sings out love.”
"These beautiful days must enrich all my life. They do not exist as mere pictures-maps hung upon the walls of memory to brighten at times when touched by association or will, only to sink again like a landscape in the dark; but they saturate themselves into every part of the body and live always."
"Civilization makes desolation in the purest, most open newborn fields with their harvests of terrestrial beauty."
"We live in 'creation's dawn'. The morning stars still sing together, and the world, though made, is still being made and becoming more beautiful every day."
Is it? I see malls, suburbanization and urbanization taking over this beautiful planet, raping Nature.
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