Happiness is itself a kind of gratitude.
It is not ignorance but knowledge which is the mother of wonder.
Cats seem to go on the principle that it never does any harm to ask for what you want.
If we do not permit the earth to produce beauty and joy, it will in the end not produce food, either.
We need some contact with the things we sprang from. We need nature at least as a part of the context of our lives. Without cities we cannot be civilized. Without nature, without wilderness even, we are compelled to renounce an important part of our heritage.
The snow itself is lonely or, if you prefer, self-sufficient. There is no other time when the whole world seems composed of one thing and one thing only.
To have passed through life and never experienced solitude is to have never known oneself. To have never known oneself is to have never known anyone.
Technology made large populations possible; large populations now make technology indispensable.
The wilderness and the idea of wilderness is one of the permanent homes of the human spirit.
Metaphysics may be, after all, only the art of being sure of something that is not so and logic only the art of going wrong with confidence.
To those who study her, Nature reveals herself as extraordinarily fertile and ingenious in devising means, but she has no ends which the human mind has been able to discover or comprehend.
When a man wantonly destroys one of the works of man we call him a vandal. When he destroys one of the works of god we call him a sportsman.
Whenever man forgets that man is an animal, the result is always to make him less humane.
Being the inventor of sex would seem to be a sufficient distinction for a creature just barely large enough to be seen by the naked eye.
Nature takes no account of even the most reasonable of human excuses.
The mind leaps, and leaps perhaps with a sort of elation, through the immensities of space, but the spirit, frightened and cold, longs to have once more above its head the inverted bowl beyond which may lie whatever paradise its desires may create.
Nothing is too great or too good to be true. Do not believe that we can imagine things better than they are. In the long run, in the ultimate outlook, in the eye of the Creator, the possibilities of existence, the possibilities open to us, are beyond our imagination.
Cats are rather delicate creatures and they are subject to a good many different ailments, but I have never heard of one who suffered from insomnia.
Both the cockroach and the bird would get along very well without us, although the cockroach would miss us most.
The famous balance of nature is the most extraordinary of all cybernetic systems. Left to itself, it is always self-regulated.
The flowers never waste their sweetness on the desert air or, for that matter, on the jungle air. In fact, they waste it only when nobody except a human being is there to smell it. It is for the bugs and a few birds, not for men, that they dye their petals or waft their scents.
In the long run our boasted control of nature is a delusion.
If people destroy something replaceable made by mankind, they are called vandals; if they destroy something irreplaceable made by God, they are called developers.
A book ... unlike a television program, moving picture or any other 'modern means of communication' ... can wait for years, yet be available at any moment when it happens to be needed.
The most serious charge which can be brought against New England is not Puritanism but February.
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